Get outside!
Have you ever heard of the challenge called “75 Hard”?
I won’t get into all of it right here and now, it’s definitely worth googling to see a full explanation, but the part that I want to talk about briefly today is the exercise component. 2 forty five minute workouts every day, for 75 days. And one must be outside.
I went to school with a guy who now lives in Vancouver and he is one of those super smart guys that did something with his life that involves saving sick kids and doing medical related presentations all over the world. He’s a genius and a super nice guy. So of course he bikes to work, lol! I am trying to stereotype super genius Vancouver people as obvious healthy fit people. Yeah I’m not him, hahahaha
I’m more what we could stereotype as “fitness adverse” which is why my challenge of two 45 min workouts every day is almost 100% walks. My friend in Vancouver could bike 45 min to work and back a few times a day if he had to and probably wouldn’t even phase him that much other then inconveniently using up his ‘saving sick kid time’ lol, but I digress.
Yesterday I mentioned I deal with a wee bit of anxiety. It’s not too bad mostly, at least I feel like overall it’s not as bad as it has been during darker times of my life. I have been on anti anxiety medications in the past but I have not needed them for some time, which I feel is a testament to me learning coping skills that work.
I originally did 75 Hard starting January 1st 2021 during an especially difficult time in my life both personally and somewhat publicly due to my almost divorce from my husband. I didn’t fail the 75 days, and I liked the challenge so much I actually continued on for 90 days and almost chose to go for 100. Something happens to you during 75 Hard, and it feels good- not like torture; which is of course how it feels in the beginning. Maybe I’ll go into this a bit more in a future post.
When you get outside and do a walk, your actually supposed to haul ass, not just stroll along. But being fitness adverse, I definitely strolled some days and hauled ass other days. I did listen to my body. As well as let my mind sort out a lot of its nonsense too. Not a lot of stuff can bug you when you are outside for a walk. If people want to talk to you they simply have to come along, and some will, I definitely loved it when I got to do my walk with my dad. But most of the time, especially when the weather dips lower and the wind claps your ears until they are glowing red, people won’t straggle along with your walk for long. It’s a time where if you wanted to hear the honest thoughts of the trees and dirt, you could ask them.
When I was going through my then break up of my marriage, which is now currently okay by the way, I was often outside walking my parents walking path just crying my eyes out, bawling might be more truthful. Praying, singing, solving and resolving my problems. And I knew as soon as my timer went, I would wipe my face and go inside and warm up, and it felt like how a chapter ends, and the next begins and you have opportunities in the new chapter, and the problems that you cried about on the walk are still there but have hope because the story is progressing. It’s moving along. That’s how stories work silly, it’s a constant problem then solution metric. Not a problem then problem then problem metric. That’s not a story, that is a sweaty, terrible grade 10 provincial math exam.
So I guess, to bring my random thoughts to conclusions, if your are struggling to find some solutions to your problems, and life feels more like a test then a story, please consider getting outside. Even if it’s just for a stroll. You might be surprised how good you feel and you could be giving the guy writing your story a chance to help by ending a chapter and starting a new one.
By the way, the guy I mentioned that bikes to work, yeah he did awesome on his math 10 exam, I’m sure!
And as always, thank you for reading!
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