Gabby required ground-level pets today.
I dropped into about 10 full squats to pet her and stood back up again.
No head rush.
Not winded.
Not sore.
That’s a quiet little wellness win.
A few months ago my body would have complained about that.
Today it just counted as normal life.
That’s the kind of strength that sneaks up on you.
Incidental exercise still counts.
Especially when supervised by cats.
