I wake up to the cat yelling right in my ear, "FEED ME, HUMAN." The clock shows 06:47, and I am already mentally prepared for retirement. The coffee maker gurgles like my inner monologue. In the mirror — the person who yesterday said, "Tomorrow I'll start running." Good morning, dear ones. We are still alive, and that is already a victory 🖤☕
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Hey everyone! Sorry for being silent for so long — I decided to take a break and step away from everything for a bit. Sometimes you just need to recharge and get your energy back. But now I’m here again and ready to keep going!
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I don’t go to the gym for pictures, likes, or anyone’s approval. I go because without movement, I don’t feel like myself. It’s become a part of me — showing up, doing the work, even when I’m tired, even when I’d rather not. Discipline isn’t about loud motivation — it’s about quietly choosing the same path over and over. With mistakes, setbacks, wins — but without quitting. The gym taught me consistency, patience, and that real progress isn’t a burst — it’s a rhythm. And I’m locked into it.
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