I’m not really at my best today, tiredness makes my brain wobbly and my inner miserablist more outer – I can’t vouch therefore for the quality of this post 🙂 but I can assure you that it will contain information appropriate to the heading…
The Best of Feb
1) Yoga is good. The have-you-tried-yoga people were completely right. I’d like to do a class regularly.
2) The more I have done the more I’ve wanted to do – when stuff like work hasn’t interfered with my grand plans. Tsk. Being motivated to exercise has led to my being more motivated in general.
3) Following on from the above, I’ve found that the more I do the more I can do. And that applies not just to exercise. Over the last few weeks I have been much more prepared to push myself a bit. Which is probably a natural coming-out-of-a-depression progression, but the exercise thing has probably sped up the process.
4) I’ve felt a sense of achievement when I’ve thrown myself about a bit. That can’t hurt. Although stomach crunches do; this is a universal truth. It’s made me a bit more chipper thanks to all those whizzy brain chemicals too – well it has when lack of sleep hasn’t turned me into a jelly.
5) Sorting out when to squeeze in a gym visit has made me think ahead more and possibly be a bit more organised. Possibly. A bit.
And the worst…
1) Ok, this isn’t strictly a worst-about-exercise but more about me; I could have tried a bit harder and I’ve planned to do a few things that I haven’t quite managed. Hopefully I’ll get around to those when I feel a bit more lively.
2) Squats hurt. My thigh muscles went on strike in disgust.
3) When a physio has told you not to lift weights above your head and you do it anyway there will be pain and you will feel stupid.
4) See 2.
5) In spite of upping my exercise levels by, ooh, 100% I am not yet all buff and beautiful. It is possible that I will have to tackle my sweet tooth for aesthetic purposes. Damn.
Overall this challenge has done me good and I’ve enjoyed it – even when it’s felt like a bit of a slog. It’s not February’s fault that I’m experiencing a sleep glitch. Anyway I’m going to try for two decent sessions of exercise a week for the forseeable and maybe sign up for a (really tiny) charity run of some kind over the summer to help keep me on track.
As for March…well, a few things have inspired my next challenge…
The programme I listened to about The Dragon Cafe reminded me that art therapy is considered to be beneficial for those of us with mental health issues, although there’s not a lot of official research into effects and outcomes. There are a few perspectives on it here and here and here.
So I’m going to give some artsy stuff a go, although I’m probably not going to see an actual therapist I reckon getting all creative on my own is close enough for now. Since I started this blog I’ve begun doodling a bit as you may have noticed, but it’s been a while since I really sat down to draw. I’m going to go old-school and get my pens and pencils out (and even my guitar) and try to create something new each week. I know some amazing artists and musicians so this is quite daunting. Which is a good reason to do it. It’s got to be about having a go at things just because I enjoy doing them. Hopefully I’ll learn some new stuff too.
I must say in advance though that this might be hard on the eyes and ears (singing is good for the soul… but sometimes that only applies to soul of the singer) so remember it’s art for art’s sake…*winces* and I’ll try not to share anything too tragic.