For years, I've been so frustrated hearing people talk about working about. About how good it feels, how refreshed they feel after, etc. I would hear these people, both skinny and big, talk about feeling good after exercising.
For years, it made me angry. I thought it was this massive lie that at some point our culture had agreed to tell, and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. Working out hurts. It sucks. The whole time, gasping for air, muscles burning, sweating like crazy. An hour later? Still miserable. Now, I'm just miserable and tired.
But today, I finally got it. I've just started taking antidepressants again for the first time in years a couple of months ago, and for the first time ever I combined working out with them tonight.
I felt it.
I felt good.
It didn't feel good while I was lifting, that still sucked Satan's butthole. But after? I realized I was smiling and laughing a bit at videos, that I was thinking of friends and wanting to talk to them. For the first time ever, I felt good after exercising.
I don't know if my depression had put such a high threshold on endorphins needed before feeling good or what, but it finally felt good. Maybe you're someone like me who has suffered from depression for years, maybe you've been putting off working out after finally getting on your meds. Don't put it off, people really weren't lying all these years!
40lbs down, 60 lbs to go. Here's to hoping adding weight lifting will speed things up.
That's all!
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