One Hour

Back when I was young, I didn’t care to exercise or even spend time outside. I wanted to spend countless hours watching television and playing video games. Into adulthood… I still do those things, but I spend a solid amount of time outdoors doing whatever comes to mind.

The more days I’ve spent sheltered, my mind has become mushy to the point where I am unable to think up the words when I am writing. It has especially affected the process in trying to write my first book in the Before Ember series. Almost two to three years to be specific. And I hated every minute of myself.

A way to describe it was the feeling you get when you sink right down into a giant pool of water with no way of getting back up to the surface. To not be in that situation, you’d need a little nudge in order to help yourself. Because no one is going to do all the work for you.

I’ve learned from my mother that at least over an hour should be spent outside. It was an interesting and rather low number. Though once I came around and took her word for it, my stance has changed for the better.

Whether it’d be exercise, going for a walk, visiting your favorite places or meeting up with friends, an hour is all it takes to balance both body and mind. I for one was astounded when I noticed the drastic change it showed.