I Sweat Now, for a Good Reason

My life has been spent with my head in a book. Words and myself are rather well acquainted, perhaps even friends. I never fancied myself the type to do physical labor; quite frankly, I didn’t think I was built for it. Art, education, and anything that worked the muscle in my skull was more my speed, until recently. For the first time in my life, physical labor was something I was getting up in the morning to do.

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