I don’t know if it’s the post exercise endorphins talking, and if it is I’m loving the way they think, but I feel as if a fog has lifted from my mind, my attitude, my overall self.
It’s genuine happiness.
Could it be? Crazy funny goofball ass me? Spewing positivity at even the most curmudgeonous of curmudgeons without a care? Dancing in the grocery store no matter who stares? Fearless in my sarcasm and corny jokes? In real life and not just on my blog for you folks? Yeah baby.
I feel good. Nana nana nana na (James Brown interlude)
Look what a rush of live nutrients, clean eating and activity will do for you. Strip away the crap inside and a shining light breaks through the residue, not to be denied. I literally feel alive. Like my authentic self has been freed. That person I’ve been looking for, for YEARS while simultaneously cramming the very essence of who I am further and further away from my heart and soul with massive amounts of emotional binge eating, beer drinking, and other bad choices that I consciously made. But that is over.
Time to stop hiding. The world needs me.