I have been in college for four years and have no sports for four years. I once joked that I quit sports.
At last, the enemy could not beat his fat belly. He bought a blue ball, a pair of sneakers, and rushed to the stadium.
The result of two days of exercise in the week before the week is that every muscle in the body is sore and sore. The worst thing is that the two fingers are swollen and swollen.
Sometimes people are like a machine. If they haven't been started for N years, they will surely get a click when they start again. The rust will surely break down again, just like my fingers, all the injuries should be hurt, otherwise they will never be able to move.
I went to work yesterday and today. Of course I won't be late. There is no reason. I endured the pain in my feet and body. Every step I took, I felt a pain in my body, and the sweat on my head would come out, this kind of painful experience immersed me in it, and made me feel the real existence of myself. I stood in this world, lived in the world, lived in the heart, and did not live, this is the real thing.
When you find that you don't take the pain as one thing, sometimes you may think about it. What else can't I overcome? This may be a strong shot for me who have been quiet for so long. In silence, I die in silence. Now I feel clearly that I will not die.
I want to meet a friend after work today. I wanted to bring him here because I was inconvenient to walk, but I didn't say this at last. I promised to meet him after work, because it cannot affect me, I am enjoying the pain, but it is really nice!