There is something so cleansing about sweating. I love challenging myself with a tough workout, even though I may be screaming at myself during it. The rest of the day, my body feels like it's been cleared out of all the gunk, all the stress that's crept in. My endorphins go through the roof and the sweat is proof of all that I did away with. Today after my bike sprints I went to go stretch and noticed this happy heart I sweat into my shirt. I couldn't help but photograph it and admire all that hard work. I call it my "sweatheart".
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