I’m sitting here at 10:30 at night finishing up on the computer after a stressful day, a blog class and playing around with my Twitter design for way too long. It has been a sitting kind of day. I’m a magazine editor by day and I can end up in front of the computer or the TV at night for lengthy periods of time as well. Until a year ago, that was my exercise. But not anymore. Now I run. I swim. I roll around on big balls. I bike. And I like it. No, scratch that, I love it. Not always when I’m doing it, but around it. Exercise makes me feel strong. Exercise makes me feel focused. Exercise really helps me to relax. Exercise makes me feel like a bad-ass. Exercise helps me to not reach for the wrong foods when I’m really stressed out. Who knew...

