Last week I received some upsetting news. News that made me feel sad, worried and more than a little bit helpless. (I can’t share details here; it’s not my story to tell. Don’t worry, my hubby, kids and I are all fine.)
I debated cancelling some clients and subbing out my classes, but didn’t really feel like hanging around the house by myself either.
Instead, I put on my workout clothes, headed to the gym and spent the day teaching, working with personal training clients and lifting weights.
Best. Decision. Ever. The gym is definitely my ‘happy place’.
You know, that place where you can’t help but feel better? The place where just stepping in the door lightens your mood? The place where ‘everybody knows your name’?
Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got.
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.
Wouldn’t you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they’re always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
It’s not just that exercising makes me feel better (’cause you know it does).
It’s the camaraderie. The sense of community. The sharing of common goals.
(The women in my class who set up my step and have my equipment all set out before I’ve even laced up my running shoes )
I GO to the gym to exercise, I STAY there because it feels like home.
Do you have a ‘happy place’? A place that instantly elevates your mood when you step in the door?
Is exercise your ‘best medicine’ too?