I didn't exercise enough last semester. I don't mean that I gained weight - I have the metabolism of a hummingbird - nor do I mean that my muscles atrophied. I just became, well, a bit lethargic and depressed. Exercising keeps me happy. Makes falling asleep at night just a little bit easier. I sleep better, eat better, when I exercise.
This semester, I have made a real effort to stay on top of things. I have been running for a few months with my co-worker on my lunch breaks and have been doing yoga 2 or 3 times a week. Unfortunately, I haven't gotten down the art of balance - I'm exercising more but studying less. I swear I've done the minimum that I need to do to eek by with a B in my classes. This is unusual for me.
It's tricky, this balance thing. I'm utterly failing at it.
I think I need to set up a strict schedule for this semester. And then stick to it. It feels wrong to be so rigid, but I am going to be really upset when I screw up my GPA because I just didn't feel like doing what had to be done.
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