About two months before giving birth to my son, I experienced a personal breakthrough: I started taking walks. A few months before that, I’d read a book about the link between mental and physical health and at the end, the author recommended long, mindful walks as a wellness practice. Though I didn’t start right away, the thought lingered in my head until one day, the desire hit. And as I’ve learned, when the desire to do something hits–something that’s actually good for you–there’s probably a good reason for it.
So, I took a walk. A long, beautiful walk. And even though I had to pee most of the way (seven months pregnant, remember), I loved it. A few days later, I went again, and again a few days after that, and ever since then, it’s been almost an addiction. It gives me a physical high that greatly helps me truly enjoy the rest of my day. It helps me be much more present. Since I’ve suffered from depression for much of my life, it comes as a surprise to me that one of the most effective strategies I’ve found is simple and free.
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