The calmness and the solitude you get while working out is similar to meditation. Either I am doing it right or am doing both wrong. :-)
Today, during my workout, I have begun to understand why Shaolin monks practice Kung Fu. How the mind does win over matter, if trained hard.
Boundaries of 'the other' and 'my body' blur temporarily. Oneness permeates within, without thought.
As your body struggles and shivers, your mind stills.
As your breath tries to escape, you let it go.
Each breath you take becomes a measured one. Each rep and each set starts being accounted for. Just like each decision, each change, each event, each action and inaction. Just like life.
You know you control most muscles of your body; you also realize most of these muscles control your thoughts too.
Each workout is a lesson in humility.
There's only this much weight you can lift, this much burden your mind can carry. For all the weights you lifted, all the breaths you took, all that you burdened your mind with, will one day turn to nothingness.
We all end up as five elements and maybe a few more. For only time will tell our stories only to be forgotten in time.
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