Exercise or.... die?

My new blog has not only undergone a physical transformation. As you will notice there will also be a change in topics, from the happenings of everyday to the inner works of my brain. Since there is so much more going on in my mind than in the physical world I will explore themes that I have been thinking about and that are close to my heart. Furthermore, I would love for this blog to be more interactive than descriptive, so please comment on matter that interest you, contradict me, agree with me or give me advice. If English is not your first language, comment in your own language. (As long as it's Swedish or French. Danish & Norwegian might work as well. German would be to stretch it a bit too far... haha). Of course I will mix it up with posts not as demanding, i.e less words, more pics.

The first concept I would like to delve in to is exercising. People do it for all sorts of reasons. For some, the main idea is to look good, for others it is to feel good. Quite many people I've talked to do it because they are forced to, not because they like it. They hate the activity itself, but they really enjoy the way they feel afterwards. I would never, ever exercise if I didn't think it was fun. My favorite type is cardio exercise - mainly running and spinning. Talk about a natural high! No, I'm not very fast or even extremely tenacious, the longest I've ever run is a half marathon, but nothing in the world beats the experience of just releasing yourself into a crazy, sweaty run with great music in your ears! Because I'm a person who lives in the future, constantly analyzing things and thinking about what to do next, running is for me the perfect opportunity to stay in the moment. Running and listening to music are the only situations when the analytical part of my brain actually shuts off, only being able to focus on rhythm and body movement. The side effect - the endorphin kick - is not bad either, but I can't stress enough that I would never be able to do any type of exercise that would bore me to death, even if it meant a sweet reward afterwards. Having said that, my problem is obviously lifting weights, because I don't get the same kick out of it. However I know that I really need it, so I will give it a last try and hope that I find something enjoyable about it. If it improves my running that will be a great motivating factor!

So what's your relationship to exercising? Love it, hate it, don't care about it? I want to know!

The next topic I will explore is nerdiness. What is it? Why do I say that I'm a nerd? (because I AM!) Tune in for more excitement in a couple of days... :)