Exercising (Away) the Demons of Depression & Anxiety

Exercising (Away) the Demons of Depression & Anxiety

I used to always say that I would only run if chased, but last year I got a good pair of running shoes and would run two or three times per week. I stopped once it got too cold, but this week I started again.
 
A woman jogging
 
I only run about two to three miles, but it feels great. I signed up to run a 5k next month to help me stay motivated. Thankfully, 5k is just over three miles, so I should be able to run the whole thing without worrying about training too hard.
 
For most of my twenties, I treated my depression and anxiety by doing aikido a few times per week. I didn't really know that I had depression or anxiety. I just assumed everyone else was being an asshole when they didn't behave the way I thought they should.
 
I admit that I hope one day I might be able to treat my symptoms without medication. Having two kids under the age of seven seems like a bad time to try. In the meantime, medication plus exercise is working as a great combination.
 
One thing I like to do to squeeze in exercise into my day is to drop my car off somewhere that I'll need to come back to later. I often park my car at my son's school, walk the mile and a half home, do stuff around the house, and then walk the mile and a half back to his school.
 
The other day, I did basically the same thing except that my son was attending a day camp 6.5 miles away. I put my bike on the back of my truck, drove to the camp, rode my bike around for about 10 miles then drove my son home. My husband thought that seemed odd, but it makes sense to me.
 
There's something really motivating to me that I have to go back to my car. Plus, leaving it in different locations varies the areas I'm going to, and that keeps it interesting. On my bike ride yesterday, I found a beautiful garden I'd never seen before.
 
I personally feel best exercising outdoors. When I run around my neighborhood at night, I get to smell the handiwork of my neighbors who are much better gardeners than I am. I smell roses, jasmine, wisteria, and orange blossoms.
 
Of course, if you can't be outdoors due to weather or sleeping children, walking around the house can be effective. I vary the path I take through the bedrooms, kitchen, and living room, again to keep it interesting. I also try to get as close as I can to furniture and walls to maximize the area I'm walking in and to pretend a bit like I'm doing an obstacle course.
 
Last year my doctor recommended that I get a Fitbit, a pedometer that you can link online to your friends' Fitbit accounts and sort of "compete" for first place. Some of my friends walk way more miles than I do, but being only a few steps behind one of my friends can help motivate me to walk a bit more just to get ahead. You can even "cheer" or "taunt" your friends.
 
I aim to walk at least 10,000 steps per day, but I don't sweat it if some days I walk over and some I walk under. It's all just about keeping moving. I even wear my Fitbit to sleep. Sometimes I wake up in the morning with steps counted because I tossed and turned so much.
 
My son Zach is in a martial arts class with his friend two afternoons per week, so his friend's mom and I walk around for the 45 minutes the boys are in class. This is great because we motivate each other to exercise (no matter that we sometimes stop at Starbucks on the way), and we get to catch up, when time to socialize is often hard to find.
 
Whatever form of exercise you choose, I suggest you make it fun, by inviting a friend, changing things up if they start to feel repetitive or boring, and see if "stranding yourself" without a vehicle helps motivate you.
 
A friend of mine runs half-marathons, which is great for her. I might be tempted to feel inferior except that I honestly feel no desire to ever run that far. Unless I'm being chased, of course.
 
How do you motivate yourself to exercise?

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