I have a very small basement. When I say small, I mean 1 x 3 meters small. I don’t like clutter, and I’ve been very smart and selective with the things that end up in the basement. If I have the chance, I either toss them, give them away, or try to flip them. I haven’t felt the need to reorganize my basement in years… until yesterday, when I had to clear up some space.
This week I managed to go to the gym twice, and over the weekend I’m hoping to go back for a third session. Also, it’s been a week since I’ve stayed away from social media: the world already feels like a better place.
Today I finally made it back to the gym. The last time I was there was on the 11th of March, and before that, the 5th of February. I didn’t do much, but it was important to break the ice and make the conscious effort to pack my bag and walk to the gym. I remember feeling so much more energetic when I was exercising consistently — my back pain was gone, and so were the headaches.
“The intense and manifold joy in life, which art implants in us, would still demand satisfaction were art to disappear. The scientific man is a further development of the artistic man.”