When you choose to beat your body up like I do, you’re constantly sore.
Moving can be a challenge (especially after having sat for long stretches of time).
Daily activities are not quite so easy (laundry, dishes, mopping, vacuuming, bending over, climbing stairs, etc).
Right now, I’m super sore.
For some reason, I decided to sign up for the Granite Games qualifier. Just to see how I’d do. Right now, I’m in 40th place for masters division. I need to be in 10th or higher to make it. I had to work out on Friday night and Sunday morning. My legs are trashed. I’ve been practicing handstands and muscle ups so my arms are super sore.
Yet there’s a push I can’t explain. One that tells me to keep going despite the soreness. To keep reaching for my goals. To keep striving. To keep on, keeping on.
So I do…
I have a hunch you are not 67 years old, as I am. I am a swimmer, with a penchant for long swims, 2500 meters or more. And to the soreness post-workout, is the baseline soreness present after my spinal fusion of two and a half years ago. Ironically, this soreness affirms my being alive. The soreness becomes one of the rewards of the exercises experience.
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True!! Thanks for sharing!
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Nice post
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