These strange times leave us with a lot of anxiety to sit with while stirring around at home. Even though we may not be as busy and bustling as we used to be, it is important to find ways to self care during quarantine.
I felt inspired to do a fitness update because I haven’t done one since all the way back in May! Staying active has been such a rollercoaster for me, but I’m really happy with where I’m at right now.
Every spring and fall, I get chronic bloody noses (I know, a very glamorous topic for the blog). Bloody noses aren’t that big of a deal, but they’re a major inconvenience! Last year, I had to run out of a 300 person lecture hall because the bloody nose decided to strike! After the bloody noses started coming back with the weather changing, I decided it was time to make a change.
It’s crazy to think I started college a year ago. I was brimming with so much anxiety and dread. Just like most major life events, college is idealized in the media. College websites show happy students studying in the grass. Movies portray college life as one huge party with drugs, bad decisions, etc. I just didn’t didn’t know what to expect.
Have you ever watched one of those morning routine videos on Youtube where the person is like “I start every morning with a smile!”? While those people are incredibly lucky to be morning people, that is definitely the opposite of me. I strongly dislike waking up early and I never thought I would be able to successfully do it.
At the start of this semester, I decided I was finally ready to start going to the gym. Last semester, I had kind of wanted to start going, but anxiety had truly held me back. My biggest excuse for not going was that I didn’t have time and I was too tired, but the main reason was anxiety. I was anxious about looking like a newbie at the gym and I had never really used any gym equipment before. Growing up, I did all the kid activities of swimming, dancing, gymnastics, etc. but I had never tried any gym equipment.
As a kid, it used to take me hoursss to fall asleep. My mom would come into my room and literally tell me that I couldn’t fall asleep with my eyes open. She tried just about everything to get me to fall asleep- singing to me, reading to me, buying me a CD player that played boring piano music. Literally nothing seemed to work. Flashforward to my young adult years, sometimes it takes me 30 minutes to 1 ½ hours to fall asleep. Good news, there are things that help me fall asleep faster!