Friday, July 13, 2012
I talked to my mother yesterday afternoon and found out that my looney, soon-to-be ex-sister-in-law went to my parents house and put on a royally psycho show with my son there (visiting for the week). I was flipping my lid when I got home. I was planning to do yard work for 30 minutes, but when I got home I was so angry I couldn't think straight.
Well, it doesn't take brains to work in the yard. I got dressed to work in the front yard, told my husband I was so mad I couldn't stand to do more than breathe and then thought to myself, "It takes 3,500 burned calories to lose a pound. How many calories could my anger help me burn this afternoon?"
So I worked in the yard for two and a half hours. I took small water breaks here and there so actual hard working by raking, pulling devil weed and pushing the wheel barrow full of stuff up the hill all the way to the burn pile in the back yard was roughly just over two hours. I worked until I wasn't angry at her anymore and I was thinking about other things; like our upcoming trip to Panama City. I worked until I had nearly sweat to death! I guess you could say I "worked" through my anger and burned about 700 calories doing it! Wu-Hu! Feel the burn, baby! Do ya feel it? LOL So I guess the sweat excreting from my body was filled with unhappiness, anger and calories! Be gone to all of them!
I've found that if I get truly upset about something that I have often "excreted my anger". I don't lie to my son, but I try to protect him from all the bad things in the world. The closest I want him to get to "crazy" is seeing it on the news. After that, no contact please! I have a hard time with things that are out of my control, so I get angry. When I was a smoker (non-smoker for 4 years and counting currently), I used to smoke a cigarette or two and get over it. I don't smoke anymore.
I used to clean up and/or clean out whatever I could find that needed it to work through my anger. Now, especially in the past few months, I've found that I "burn" through my anger and my calories by getting on the eliptical or doing yard work until I can concentrate again on my life and living it. I know this is a bit personal and in print, but I'm proud of the way I've learned to channel my anger into something productive. I'm proud of realizing there is a productive way I can "excrete my anger".