working out out outside under a full moon changes the meaning of the moment entirely. suddenly its not just about sweating and pushing your body and the labour….outside, with the crickets and the evening breeze and even the mosquitoes it becomes about communicating with your body. checking in. asking what it can do, telling it what you’d like it to do, and somehow between mind and body figuring out a way to get you where you want to go. the sweat and dirt are no longer inconveniences but proof that something is changing and somethings must remain the same. there is work being done here. good work. work for good. you are the same, but you are growing better, stronger, in your own body. it is all one journey, in the one body. all you. and it feels wonderful.
