But sometimes one workout is not enough. Then I stay. The second is no longer about strength or endurance. It is about stubbornness. About what I can do. About the fact that nothing and no one can stop me. 💪 My face is burning, my hands are shaking, my heart is pounding, and inside there is a strange, almost narcotic joy: I am living at the limit of my capabilities.

Don't get me wrong, this is not self-torture. This is a way to understand that I can do more than it seems. That the boundaries I set for myself are just an illusion. 🔥 And after these two workouts, I go home tired, wet and happy, because I know: if I can do this, I can do almost anything.

Sometimes my friends are surprised: "Why do you need two workouts in a row?" And I smile and answer only to myself: "To check what I'm capable of." 😌 Because this is more than just a sport. It's a test of character, patience, the ability to listen to yourself and not give up.

And you know what's amazing? After such a night with iron and a treadmill, I fall asleep with a feeling of lightness, as if all the problems and fears have melted away. 🛌 And tomorrow I will get up again, I will walk again, I will run again. Because the body that I train is the only place where I can be completely honest with myself.

Valeria