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Easing back into Sundays with some quiet reps and loud thoughts.

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Lately, I’ve been feeling a bit lost in my training. I’ve been lifting weights for over 10 years, but recently, without a clear goal—no desire to get bigger, leaner, or hit new PRs—it’s felt like I’m just going through the motions. The spark hasn’t been there. But today, I went for a 45-minute run (which I never do), and it just hit different. It wasn’t about numbers or progress—it just felt good. It made me realize that sometimes, purpose isn’t about chasing a goal but about showing up, staying curious, and finding new ways to enjoy the process. Have you ever lost motivation for something you once loved? How did you find your way back?

Which one? 🤔

Real

Legs get it 🤙🏼

Always bring snacks

Here’s some cheese but I like the edit

Just presence, breath, and rhythm.