I don’t go to church. I run. It comforts my soul.
I also push, pull, lunge, jump, squat, press, and plank. In a nutshell, like to exercise. I have never run a race, or been any kind of athlete. All the same, fitness is a crucial part of my existence.
For the last 3+ years I have relied heavily on exercise to stay (kinda) sane in the wake of some fairly intense emotional trauma's. I feel very grateful to have my health and the ability to keep moving. When the going gets tough I know it’s time to ramp up the exercise routine.
Exercise is always there, like a quiet friend who annoyingly always seems to know what is best for us. Not only does it boost our immune systems, make us sexier, make our lives feel all around physically easier but it also boosts serotonin, a neurotransmitter generally responsible for happiness. Who doesn't need that?
So when life gives you lemons, say fuck the lemons and go running.