The sign of the perfect afternoon with my sister:
Talking and finishing off my mom’s leftover Halloween candy. I really don’t know what I would do without this big sis of mine (fun story- when my mom was pregnant with me my sister prayed every single night that I would be a girl… she was ecstatic when I was born, she finally had a sister to do everything with).
Brooke’s sign of a perfect afternoon with her cousins:
Fanciest dinner ever. Snap peas and a banana/almond butter/bagel sandwich.
And then I ended the night at these sweet fountains.
PS Maggie helps me write a lot of my posts. She is my intern. Blame her for all of the spelling errors.
The other day when I was driving home from the gym I was thinking about how much I love to exercise. At this point in life it literally is my therapy. I am able to think through things so much more clearly during a good run, I feel more confident afterwards and those endorphins… I tell ya, they are amazing. And addicting.
I take a complete rest day on Sunday and I definitely notice a change in my mood/outlook on everything on Sundays because I don’t work out on those days. I think I have been addicted to exercise since high school (and at some points over the last 10 years it was definitely over the top and unhealthy. i.e. when I ran a 1/2 marathon on femoral stress fractures).
The reasons I have been addicted to exercise have definitely changed over time but my love for endorphins has always been very consistent. You just feel good after a good workout.
The evolution of Janae’s need to get in a good sweat over the last 10 years:
It all started with a need/want to burn calories —-> obsession with running as many miles as I possibly could —–> obsession with weight/scale—–> wanting to compete and get really fast—–> helping me with my nausea (exercise was one of the only things that made me feel better when I was pregnant) ——> to help me to be a better mom and for the ‘me’ time….
And the reasons I am addicted to exercise now—-> I am CHASING some major running goals, THERAPY through a divorce, time with my good friends, I love being active, it is a self-esteem booster and a time to let all of my emotions out:) Crying and running at the same time = the ultimate healing.
Sooooooo my question for you is WHEN does the addiction to exercise become too much? When does an exercise addiction/love/need become unhealthy? Please share your thoughts because I would love to know what others think about this topic! I don’t think we talk about it enough in blogland.
Do you feel like you are addicted to running? Exercise? Have you in the past?
Do you notice a change in your mood on days that you don’t work out?