Working out as a means of survival.
Someone asked me if I was working out, as a means of self-care.
I immediately started to talk about a work out regimen or whether or not I was making it to the gym.
After I finished, I was told I was asked about working out not as a means to lose weight but as a means of survival.
I have never thought of it that way before. I have never thought of anything I do as a way “to survive.”
Because there has been periods in my life (especially within the last year) where stress moved in to our guest bedroom and snuggled up in the sheets, maybe I will look at moving this vessel of mine and transferring these thoughts onto the page as a means of survival.
Maybe this is my way of using a machete to hack away at the brush in the wilderness. A way to be my own hero.
A way to move from survive to thrive.