It’s 8:33 am, incase you don’t habitually read the time stamp on people’s posts. I have to be at work for 9am. I am tired, and would love to be back in bed but I realize this is a less sane, self-destructive part of me that wants that. Yesterday I shovelled gravel for 7 hours and when i was done I felt amazing. I felt totally satisfied. And I was looking in the mirror this morning and I lost a noticeable chunk of body fat yesterday. My pudge is reduced and I feel stronger. It’s a feeling I haven’t really felt in a while – since I rode my BMX 6 hours a day a couple months back and before that, when i used to swim 3km a day training to be a lifeguard.
Gotta go to work.
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