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Seasons

I learned how to walk in 2020.

From the time I was nine until my senior year in college, I’ve only known working out to consist of the extreme pounding of my lower limbs and the pressure lifted in the weight room. After graduation, it evolved into lifting weights with the occasional cardio fitness class. But since the gyms shut down in my new city of Los Angeles in 2020, I began to walk.

It slowed down my life. I processed life through a different lens at that time since it was the first time in my adult life that I was not working for an extended period. I was new to the City of Angels and slowly engaging in my new normal. Things that were once important were no longer.

It felt like my senses opened. Walking afforded time and space to process thoughts, speak to God, hear from God, pray, and dream about the future. Not to mention enjoy the mild southern Californian weather. Walking became a form of therapy for me.

Fast forward to 2022 and I began to feel the pull to start running again. To start lifting weights again. I was hesitant because I enjoyed my walks with God. I enjoyed the peace that came with it, and the exertion of energy was minimal.

I eventually obliged and one day began to do wind sprints. The relief I felt after came as a shock. To break a sweat again during a workout was something I didn’t know my body needed! It was refreshing, at the same time priorities and responsibilities had shifted and enhanced so I felt like my body was catching up with the same energy I exerted in my work.

Different seasons call for different actions. What may have worked in one season may not work in another. One of my constant prayers is to be able to discern the times and the seasons, and I pray the same for you.

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