The Mundanity of Life

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Slower and slower, I sluggishly drug my legs to the next step. My lungs were burning, and I was completely out of breath. As the top neared a wave of relief washed over my body, and I got my second wind. It was then that everything disappeared; I blacked out for a second. The next thing I knew I was standing on the fourth floor of the Jake Jabs College of Business and Entrepreneurship. 

I'll admit, this is a slight exaggeration, but by golly, there are a lot of stairs in that building. Luckily, I am not that out of shape, though I am approaching that state scarily fast. To be fair, this may be the result of not working out for some time. It seems that once things start happening, life starts moving a little to quickly to take a step back and do the things that are the best for me. After a long day of school, a nice "relaxed" game of Fifa on the Xbox sounds a little... no, a lot better than changing clothes and working out. Justifiably, Fifa raises the heart rate quite a bit, so its basically the same as going for a run... right?

Thats what I thought.

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Yesterday I had an epiphany. I was sick of the mundanity of life. I was sick of waking up, going to school, going home until work, and then doing homework after. This isn't the point of life. I've also realized, and it's sadly obvious, that my lack of breath when walking around was from my lack of physical exercise - who knew?

Days were long, and it was rare that I retained enough energy to get through it. Again, working out is proven to give you more energy. If you don't believe me, check out this dope article from WebMD - and no this won't diagnose you with some incurable illness as WebMD often does (hopefully).

I hopped up from my bed, though I was very comfortable. Then I promptly laid back down. I then deleted all my social media accounts off of my phone and hopped up from my bed again. Let's all be honest with ourselves for a second and realize those darned things are just a waste of time. That realization coupled with the fact that my last Instagram photo got 149 likes was enough to call it quits.

I had hit the peak.

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After these first changes I drove to the gym. Worked out till I couldn't anymore (not very long). Returned home and rearranged my room, as a symbol. I cracked a beer and sat down to finish the homework I had for the night. By the end of it all, I laid my head down on my pillow (cold-side of course). A wave of relief washed over me once again. Kind of like the one that occurred when I neared the top of the stairs in Jabs, but much more powerful. A real relief.

The mundanity of life no longer weighed on my shoulders, and I was free from the anxiety I had felt the whole past week. I set my alarm for 7:30, even though I didn't need to wake up. When it went off, I snoozed it for an hour, but its the thought that counts... right?

My point of this all? find the things that make you happy - the things that make you feel accomplished - and do those things, even if they sound awful at the time. Muster the courage and grab life by the horns. This is how you avoid the mundanity of life.

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