It’s 5 o’clock. In the morning. I might have had a refreshing sleep or not. It really doesn’t matter much. I am all awake. I put my exercise clothes on. I put my heart rate belt on. I tighten my sneakers with the satisfaction I would formerly get from that first sip of coffee. I grab my keys, and either get in the car for a kickboxing class or start running. 6 days a week. Every day.

It’s a miracle. I wanted this my whole life and never could grasp it. I did it for days at a time, I sometimes dragged myself out of bed to go to the track next door. I never did it with enthusiasm. I never craved it before.

How did I change like this? It did not happen in a day. It took years. When I turned 45, I realized I’m halfway through life and did not live much. I had to make the best out of the rest of my life and I had to get and keep as healthy as possible.

Over and over, exercise was the one thing I learned would improve everything: sleep, anxiety, inflammation, bone strength, heart health. I had to start doing this.

2 thoughts on “My morning

  1. Found out I had a lung problem in 1993, so I started running 10 miles every day. 25 years later I’m still here and doing great! Don’t have medical insurance? Run every day, 7 days a week, never mind what most people say. 7 days a week, one hour a day, not 5 days a week or every other day like my doctor said 25 years ago. I have not missed a day in 25 years. Run every day, start off slow and work your way up to about an hour of cardio. It took me 3 months to get up to one hour. If you don’t give one hour a day to your health, you don’t deserve the other 23.

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