take on the world

This is Sara.

I find it important to note how interesting it is that working out makes you feel like you can take on the world. After I finish my work out, I jump in my car and throw on some Dub Step, I take my time driving home and end up thinking about my goals, my current state of everything, and the world. I guess you could say that I simply feel more alive.

Lately I have have been spending a lot of time thinking about what is really important to me. Of all the things I have voluntarily and involuntarily put my self through to get where I am now seem so delicately timed and forged out of moves I made without fully knowing why. I feel good.

Take, for instance, this moment right now. I am sitting in a Sushi spot called Superb Sushi in downtown Boise. The owners, Bret and his wife, are down-to-earth friendly people who make an incredible sushi dishes. They have their indoor patio lit intimately, with some tasty tunes playing. Some low bass dub. Really well done. I chose the special, fatty-tuna nigiri imported from Japan, a cup of Jasmine tea, and a "Life is Good" roll. The "Life is good" roll is shrimp tempura and eel topped with fresh salmon and avocado with their sauces that are rich and subtle. A small seaweed salad on the side with tobiko. I can easily say that their fresh salmon is the silkiest and most flavorful in town. In fact other major cities I have been to still haven't topped it.

Later I am headed over to a small house party hosted by a friend and then off to drinks with a few others. I have money in the bank, school starts up again next week,
I had a break through at work, my daily life is very low stress, my friends are great, and I am healthy and happy.

Not to mention I also have an incredible boyfriend who is well liked in his own social circle, he is independent and has respect for himself and his goals too. To give you a taste of his emotional maturity: Once, he wrecked surprisingly hard on his road bike right in front of me. I asked him if he was okay as he rolled over. His response was "No, not really, I just ate shit." He laughed a little. Later, as he was pulling small stones from his arm, I told him I was surprised he didn't lash out like so many men, kicking the car he just wrecked, or at least yell a long string of obscenities. He blinked at me and laughed, "Oh, that's because I'm not a child." I took a huge sigh of relief.

So, as these things roll through my brain and I'm warm and loose from the workout, I am able to re-align the little things in my life that I want more or less of. The important things come bubbling up to the surface. I realize the things I don't care about and don't contribute to my happiness in the long or short run. That sort of thing.

My social interactions are much more relaxed too. High from workouts, with no physical tensions to speak of, my interaction is slow and easy with people. Big smiles and good conversations.

This is what they are talking about when you hear exercise works just as well as Prozac and other anti-depressants. Only Prozac is more expensive, fails in 50% of the cases, and wont give you a tight ass.