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The Art of Pushing to the Limits

I think there is something in all of us that makes us want to push our bodies to the limit, if only for a few seconds. To make our heart beat. To feel our muscles working and to sweat. To just GO.

Today I woke up with the sun streaming through my windows so I joyfully got out of bed and jumped out the door. As I walked to the dining hall, I came close to a group a deer who were out for their morning snack. I ate my breakfast in the sun, reading a book and listening to the birds. Then I took care of feeding all the animals.

Some computer time was necessary but soon I became agitated and the sunlight called me! I decided to do some exploring on my bike, alone so I could go where I wanted and as fast as I wanted. Same as before, I had such a rush as I peddled and felt the warm air on my skin. Once I got onto the trail, I peddled hard. I felt my heart start to beat, I was breathing hard and I smiled. I was going fast. I just felt like pushing, going as fast as I could go. Hearing the tires grind on the pavement.

I made a pit stop at the post office to send off some postcards and then continued my journey to the park. I had never gone this far before and I was really excited to explore some more. I past some soccer fields of girls practicing soccer and then took some weird turns to a sub-division. I decided to slowly bike around a bit to check out the large houses when some weird young ladies were yelling at me. That was my cue to leave. I took a turn down this trail that took me to a busy road. I decided that I would just turn around and head back once the girls were gone but when I looked back, I was being followed. Run away! Run away! So I took a turn on the road and was racing away down a hill. Before I got too far, I had to plan a turn-around but came to a small park with a pond where I spent some time finishing my book in the sunshine.

After an hour and a half of reading, my eyes became weary and I just wanted to take a nap, but I had to get back on my bike and ride home. The ride, the wind, woke me up as I winded through the trails in the park trying to find my way back to the power line trail. Small success, finding the trail. No, I never actually get lost. HA!

Coming back to camp, I fed the animals their evening meal and grabbed some food to cook at home. I was the perfect evening. The sun felt amazing on my skin but the shade was just cool enough to feel great. I took a deep breath through my nose to inhale all of the perfection in the air and try to make it last forever.

I got back to the house and opened the door, layed my yoga mat in front of it and danced on the mat as the sun started going down. Yoga. I want to flow and breathe with my movements. Keep a calm composure as my body works hard. I jumped and felt heat, pushed myself to have smooth, controlled movements on the mat. It felt insanely good to work my body in another way. It felt good to just move.

Sometimes I just get the urge to run as fast as I can for a minute until I start to breathe heavy. It makes me feel free and excited for a minute. It makes me feel alive!

Do I ever regret moving? No. Do I ever regret sweating? No. Do I ever regret feeling my muscles? No. Do I ever regret pushing to my limit? No. Will I ever be sedentary? Never. Happiness requires fitness. Happiness requires you to GO.

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