My Run-In with Mars Square Jupiter Vibes
So, I decided to tackle something based on this Mars square Jupiter thing I kept hearing about. Wasn’t really sure what it meant, astrologically speaking, sounded like planets having a tiff. But I thought, okay, let’s see if I can feel it in my own life, you know? Keep a log of stuff that felt… big, pushy, maybe a bit too much.
I started paying attention right around the time I kicked off this new workout routine. Not just any routine, mind you. I went all in. Big plans! Gonna be ripped in three months, run a marathon by summer, the whole nine yards. That felt very… expansive? Like Jupiter energy, maybe? Full of optimism, perhaps too much optimism.
Then the Mars part seemed to kick in. I wasn’t just working out; I was attacking the weights. Pushing super hard, maybe too hard. Ignored the warm-ups sometimes, just wanted to get to the heavy lifting. Felt this real drive, almost aggressive. Like I had to conquer the gym, not just exercise in it.
Guess what happened? Predictable, right? Overdid it. Pulled something in my shoulder. Not terribly, but enough to sideline me for a week or two. And I got so angry about it. Frustrated wasn’t the word. It was this restless, pent-up energy with nowhere to go. Felt like I was fighting against myself, against the limitations.
Looking back at my notes from that time, it totally clicked. That feeling of wanting to do HUGE things (Jupiter) combined with that forceful, maybe reckless energy (Mars), and then the clash, the setback, the frustration (the Square aspect?). It wasn’t just about the gym injury, it was the whole vibe of that period.
- Over-the-top plans: Check.
- Aggressive push forward: Check.
- Ignoring limits or details: Check.
- Hitting a wall or conflict: Check (with my own body, in this case).
- Feeling super restless and annoyed after: Double check.
It wasn’t some mystical event, just… life. But framing it through that Mars square Jupiter lens helped make sense of why I felt so simultaneously ambitious and blocked. Like driving with one foot on the gas and the other slamming the brakes. It was a messy, energetic, and ultimately humbling couple of weeks. Definitely learned something about pacing myself and maybe not trying to conquer the world before breakfast.
