Yeah. I’m just gonna throw “squirrel” into song titles for this series. I know I said my brain was all full of pigeons in the intro post, but… SQUIRREL.
For anyone jumping in here, I recommend reading that post. But if you don’t have the attention span for that (I hear you), here’s the gist: I have a hard time focusing, but I’ve found some ways of coping with HEY-LOOK-AT-THE-SHINY-THING brain that have allowed me to write and edit books and basically get my life together.
…at least, more than it’s ever been together before. Things like focusing on learning how to put an outfit together or do my makeup properly have never held my attention, and I’m not likely to ever have the extra mental energy I’d need to force it. But basically, I’m cool with where my introverted little life is right now, so I’m sharing.
First thing: Energy and physical health.
UGH, I know, right? Nobody wants to talk about this, but it’s been hugely important to me, and taking care of my physical health has been the foundation of everything else.
And I’m really just talking about one thing: exercise.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I know. Hear me out.
I was fairly sedentary for a while. I had two little kids and never found time to get out of the house on my own, and didn’t have a particularly good walking stroller (and we lived on a hill, and whine whine whine). My depression and headaches were bad enough that as soon as my husband was available to watch the kids, I wanted to go to bed, not hit the pavement. I had no energy, so how was I going to spend it on exercise?
I don’t know what made me try. Maybe it was wanting to get down to a lower dose of one of my antidepressants. Maybe it was getting a dog–and not just any dog, but a Boxer. A well-behaved one, but they’re so bouncy and really need daily walks to help them behave (a lesson that relates to me, actually). Maybe I just wanted a better view of the ocean.
In any case, I started walking. When we lived in Nova Scotia, it was down a trail that ran beside the ocean. Sometimes with the family, sometimes with the dog, but I did what I could. When we moved to Newfoundland it was up and down the road. Short walks at first, but the more I moved, the more energy I had to do more. Eventually we were going from one end of town to the other.
Not that impressive if you know how small that town was. But it was progress.
And I started feeling better. Not bouncy energetic. Ever. And even when we briefly took up jogging last fall (doing the C25K program), I never once got that endorphin rush that so many fitness types blather on about all the time. Exercise as its own reward has never made sense to me.
But overall, I felt better. We had to stop running over the summer when it got too hot, and I kind of almost missed it.
Walking gives me mental space to let my thoughts wander. It feels good, even if they never go where I want them to (I’m so jealous of those writers who can work out story problems while they’re walking!). And when we were running and reaching goals, it felt good. It gave me a boost that lasted all day. A gold star in the morning that made me feel capable of MORE all day.
And I think it does help my mental focus. It’s not perfect. If you want to talk brains, I’d say exercise has done far more for my depression than it has directly for attention issues. Now, that’s nothing to shake a stick at. Motivation and attention seem like abstract concepts when you’re severely depressed, and these things all play off each other.
Baby steps turned into giant steps. A near-crawling pace turned into running (slowish) sprints. One victory led to another. I gained confidence, even if I didn’t lose weight or get an athlete’s physique. I felt stronger. More capable.
More in control.
So exercise is a daily habit for me now, barring heavy rain or blizzards. My mind feels calmer after I’ve expended some physical energy… kind of the same benefit my walking buddy gets from it, I suppose. If we’re walking we’ll do about 4 km, maybe a little less. Running about the same, but obviously it’s a little quicker.
And I’ve kind of promised my husband I’ll go to the gym with him for weights this winter.
WOOOOOO DATE NIGHT! Er, morning.
There are other things. Nutrition would help, but I’m behind there. Cooking isn’t something that holds my interest. My lack of attention means I burn things at least once a week (sometimes myself). And my family… well, they’re picky, and I don’t like cooking multiple meals, so we stick with what works while offering new (healthy) stuff when we can.
And as for supplements: my multivitamin might work, but nothing else has made an appreciable difference in my focus or energy levels. Not expensive combinations of supplements from GNC. Not ginseng or gingko or fish oil (though I still take that last one for other health reasons). But hey, these things are worth trying if you have a deficiency. Maybe just get a second opinion from a doctor or someone else who doesn’t stand to profit from what they sell you.
And meditation. Hmm. I struggle with this. Right now I struggle with it every day, which is an improvement over my previous “eh, I’ll do it tomorrow.” Not once have I reached a mental state I’d call “calm.” My pigeons never stop flapping. But I’m trying to learn to observe them without chasing them, and maybe to choose my focus for a few minutes at a time.
But really, exercise is my big offering here. If I miss that, I get antsy and scattered and even weirder than normal.
As for how I work exercise into my schedule and remember to do it… we’ll get to that on Monday. 🙂
PLEASE COMMENT and let me know whether you’ve found that exercise has made a difference in your energy/focus/whatever, or if you have questions. I’m not an expert in ANYTHING, but I’m pretty familiar with my own experiences. Sort of. Mostly. And I’d love to hear your advice!
September 16th, 2016 at 10:12 am
Beautiful dog. Very helpful post that reminds me no matter which decade we’re experiencing, taking the time to exercise can help us to stay focused — and somehow more connected to those we love, and more productive about the goals that are important to us. The dog is an excuse and a reason to walk. Enjoy every moment! Weight lifting with the hubby? Another plus (I hope). Now if only my feet would stop hurting.
September 16th, 2016 at 11:31 am
I’m a firm believer in the benefits of regular exercise! I frequently solve problems while I am jogging. But just as I mentioned in my comment on your prior post, I keep finding excuses not to go for a run. It’s actually what I’m focusing on now to try to turn around some of my malaise — committing to regular running and then going from there. Because I believe that regular exercise is so important.
September 16th, 2016 at 1:50 pm
I’m trying to convince my dog to get back into running. He really thinks it’s a bad idea, so I might have to go it alone. 😄
September 23rd, 2016 at 9:47 pm
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August 24th, 2017 at 7:12 am
Exercise and doggies – two of my favourite things combined!
Exercise has been massively helpful to me in keeping the blues away. We don’t have a dog of our own but sometimes borrow one from friends. You can see her over on my blog.