Out (Season of Self-Care: 5)



I was really quite reluctant this morning. I bundled up and put on my running shoes, anyway. I did not regret it.

Sweat is some serious self-care for my mood. I don’t have to be super hardcore about it. I don’t even know how far I go, or what my pace is. I’m not training for anything. I just know I’m about 100% less miserable when I’ve pushed myself a bit, physically. Sometimes breaking a sweat outdoors means I run, sometimes it means I stacked wood for an hour. Always, it means my day starts off better than it would have otherwise.

Someday soon it will mean I’m snowshoeing. Good medicine.


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