I was really stressed yesterday. I guess the fact is that life has really been getting the best of me these past few days and it all seems very overwhelming, to the point where I feel nauseous. I didn’t even do anything today. Most of my time was spent browsing pages on the Internet or with my head in my hands. In front of me sits a list of 27 things that I either wanted or needed to do, but not one of them has been crossed off yet.

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When the feeling of not being able to do anything because I really didn’t want to finally got the best of me, I was reminded of a study that I read.  This study found that exercise was even more effective at battling depression then any drug on the market. I went up to the balcony and got my bike off its lock, put my cycling shorts on and headed out the door. At first, I didn’t feel much better but this was one thing on my to-do list that I was actually getting it done. I went for a 45 minute ride around the city and ended up coming back up Ontario Street towards my house at a full sprint finishing the last eight blocks uphill. I got in, I put my bike on my shoulder, carried it upstairs, stripped-down and got in the shower. The cold water hitting the back of my head made me feel like I have not felt in months.

I honestly felt like I was high on some sort of drug and felt elevated. I felt like everything was going be okay and that I could basically do anything I wanted. I knew the problems plaguing my mind before the ride still existed, but I now felt fine about confronting them and getting them off the list. The nagging feeling in my stomach has gone completely and I feel like I can finally get some work done. What’s more is that now whenever I get the feeling, I know exactly what to do.

I just want to say that I’ve been using exercise as an antidepressant for a little over a year now and I can’t imagine going back to the way my life was before. Anything seems to work as long as I get my heart rate up and my blood pumping through my veins and arteries.  If it’s raining, I hit the treadmill in my gym. If not, I will go for a run or ride my bike. Exercise is not a chore, instead it is a beautiful release from the mundane suffering of everyday life.