Dance was my workout, freeform dance to loud loud music. I was never more free nor elevated than in those sweet sweaty moments of base-thumping bliss.
Those outdoor workouts got me the fresh air I needed. I felt my lungs expand and my heart beat all the more strongly. In those moments of pushing my limits I was there, all present and correct, in a way that became important to me.
During my workouts I worked out so much of my life. There was something magical about being in that moment, in those repetitive actions, that freed my brain to come up with new solutions and perspectives.
Working out was part of my therapy, part of living a balanced life. That time I spend on myself paid out in a thousand different ways in the lives of those I love. We are all interconnected. Looking after me is part of looking after them.
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