harder and faster and better and louder screaming

So this morning I got up and walked my lazy ass out around the neighborhood and around the track at the elementary school a couple times. I may have walked a couple miles. Then I came home and lifted some weights. What's even weirder is that this is not the first time I've done this recently.

(Anyone who has known me for a long time is probably going "WTF dude" because I'm the laziest person ever.)

It is absolutely, continuously astounding to me how much this one change has done for my head and my heart. I've never wanted to have a body before. I've never wanted to do things just for the sake of doing them. I've never wanted to know anything about how my body moved or felt before. But I do now, oh gods above I do.

My calves hurt. I probably shouldn't walk so far in sandals. (Ooops.) But it is a lovely, lovely thing to want to feel something.