Get the Stress Out

 

This week I had a real tough day. You know what I'm taking about; it�s the reason clichés like "when it rains it pours" exist. It wasn't quite lunchtime and I was already excited to crawl back into my bed and politely request a mulligan on the entire day. So in the midst of my stress, I sat straight up at my desk and had an epiphany. Why aren't we taught specific ways to handle stress? After all, I've heard statistics about our generation saying we are the most over-scheduled, over-medicated, over-stressed generation ever. Which begs the question; why for Pete's sake (just who is Pete and where did we get that saying from in the first place?) don't we have classes on how to deal with difficult life challenges in "healthy ways?" Hell, that would be far more productive and relevant than the two classes in high school and three semesters in college (for a grand total of five classes) of calculus that I've still never used.


So that being said, I called my friend to momentarily vent on the collapsing as well as multiplying stressors that were deafening my happiness and smothering my joy. "I have an idea of how you can blow off some steam, you down?" My natural cat-killing curiosity kicked in as a smile (that had been hiding for the past three hours) crept out across my face and without skipping a beat, I had agreed.

"Two words," they said quickly followed by, "gun range." Now I don't know where you stand on guns, whether you've shot one before or never even laid eyes on one. What I do know is that I'm a Texas girl and from a young age, I was taught how to carefully as well as responsibly carry and use a firearm. While I've never taken a life of any kind, I do know the rush (for lack of a more elegant word) of blowing stuff up, and it's awesome.


So off to the gun range we went, and it just so happened to be the day when ladies shoot free. After my stint with two rather powerful handguns, it was time for the AK-47. A bet between friend's went down for the best shot, and it wasn't long before the designated loser was rightfully determined.

In all seriousness, though, it's not our fault we occasionally get stressed, but it is our responsibility to do something about it. While your option may not include an arsenal of diversity, you just need to identify what scares the stressful boogeyman away. After all, life is too precious to let a single minute pass by lost in a sea of stress.Lead image courtesy of Downwardspiralintothevortex.blogspot.com

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