When life is too much, when I'm down, depressed, filled with anxiety, angst and all the drama of the world gets to be too much, I can turn to Gym. My other man, Gym, is my therapy, my escape from all of the worries, stresses, and anxiety. The gym is my time to destress, unload, and have some time alone to clear my head and push myself. I channel all of those negative emotions and throw them into my workout. As a result, I leave the gym with a much clearer head, a much better mood, and able to sort through some of life's problems just a little bit easier.
I am four weeks out from my last two competitions and four weeks into my prep for Nationals in eight months. My goal is to add thickness to my back, build up the hamstrings more, and always bigger delts & lats. Always. (But, those quads! )
So - as life's stresses and heartaches come my way, I run to Gym and focus on my goals and hopefully, will make some improvements as a result.
Just Me Rambling
Middle-aged woman who can't twerk: mother, step-mom, wife, grandmother - who happens to like to lift.