When exercise becomes too much for me

I’ve been thinking a lot about my relationship with exercise lately, and I wanted to share some reflections in hopes that it might resonate with others. You know, there was a time when I saw working out as my escape. It was where I found my rhythm, where the worries of the day seemed to fade away. But over the years, I’ve come to realize that there’s a fine line between something being a healthy outlet and something that can take a toll.

There was a phase when I was hitting the gym almost every day, pushing myself harder than I needed to. At first, it felt empowering. I loved the adrenaline rush, the satisfaction of ticking off another workout on my list. But, slowly, I started to notice the cracks. Instead of feeling invigorated, I felt drained. My body was sending signals—aches that lingered longer than they should, fatigue that didn’t fade even with rest—but I pushed through anyway.

It’s funny how we can convince ourselves that more is better. I think about how society often glorifies extreme workouts and healthy living. It’s easy to get wrapped up in that mindset, thinking that if you’re not sweating buckets, you’re not doing enough. I’ve had to learn that sometimes, taking a step back is what’s really needed.

I remember one particular day when I walked into the gym, and instead of enthusiasm, I felt a sense of dread. It hit me then: this wasn’t just a routine anymore; it was an obligation fueling my anxiety. That realization was a turning point for me. I started to explore the idea of balance—what if I tried yoga instead of high-intensity workouts? What about taking leisurely walks outside to enjoy nature rather than count reps?

It’s been a journey of reworking how I view exercise. I’ve found that when I listen to my body, I can still enjoy moving without it feeling like a chore. Some days, all I need is a short walk, stretching, or even just a moment of stillness. I’ve learned that it’s okay to take a break and that rest is just as important as the workout itself.

If anyone else has felt this way, I’d love to hear your thoughts. How do you approach exercise? Have you ever felt like it was becoming too much?