My challenges with mental illness began at an early age, and I have always fought an internal war to live or die.
I studied kinesiology for a few years, and collected degrees related to physical education. So, theoretically I understand the relationship between physical activity and mental health.
The problem is that my mind tries to convince me that working out will only prolong a life that I often want to end.
The past few months have been tough, and something had to give.
My wife, Tanya, made me commit to playing pickleball and squash at least once a week. Plus, Tanya and the kids have been encouraging me to work out in our basement with them.
Go figure… I have been feeling better.
Following yesterday’s keynote, I decided to walk into the fitness room at the hotel. In 15 years of speaking, I have only done that one other time.
I work on my mental health every day, and I am proud to say that physical activity is now part of my new routine.
If you’re battling a similar voice, just know you are not alone. Every time you push back, you are a step closer to winning the war.
