Move. Drawing Luke Hockley.
I want to get back to the gym.
I want to move, sweat, lift.
I want to feel the pressure of lifting heavy things.
The habit has slipped through my fingers…busyness, a few colds, schedule changes…and it is gone.
It is so weird. It feels like I never had it. Have never been fit. It feels like I have no idea how to enjoy being fit.
Which isn’t true.
I know that it makes me feel good.
I know that it helps me solve problems.
I know that it puts ‘big problems’ into perspective.
So, today…I move.
Love
Luke.
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Day 974