No more, no less.
And, I forced myself to the gym. I re-acquainted myself with the fact that, as much as I have become lazy and have found every excuse under the sun to not excercise lately, once I get there and get past that first tenth of a mile on the treadmill, that I really feel so much better.
Best of all, the feeling created by the surging endorphins lasts almost a full day. Ain't nothing bringing me down when I've spent some time burning calories and sweating out the bad stuff.
And then, the sore muscles set in. I can handle that type of soreness.
Even Plato knew it:
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