Exercise
Sometimes exercise is really great. It’s probably some endorphin thing, but I don’t especially like biology, and I don’t especially care. But two nights ago, I was feeling really stressed and edgy but lethargic at the same time. Then I ran a few miles (yay new running shoes!) and I felt calm and relaxed, but inspired at the same time. Today, I was feeling very bleaugh and nothing I did was any fun. I was super cynical and everything too. But then I played racquetball, and now I feel like doing lots of stuff and I’m pretty generally optimistic.
I need to start a regular exercise routine of some sort. It would definitely help me.
