Yesterday, I met up with a friend I used to work out with and returned to the gym. This meeting marked our reunion after a year apart. We became friends because of the gym, and we went our separate ways when our gym memberships expired, with no further intersection in our lives since then.
When parting, people always say things like "See you next time" or "Let's get together when we have time," which I find somewhat unnecessary. Due to the realities of life, reuniting often feels far off, so I simply refrain from saying such things and just hope that the other person has a smooth life ahead.
I consider myself someone with a strong sense of boundaries; I don't want others to intrude into my life casually, and I also won't disturb others without reason. Perhaps because of this, I find myself less and less in need of friends and rarely take the initiative to maintain relationships. Lili once asked me, "Aren't you going to contact those friends anymore? Don't you feel regret?" I think it's fine; I don't feel any regret. As the saying goes, the friendship of a gentleman is as light as water; we come together by fate and part ways due to lack of it. If the bond is not yet over, we will naturally meet again.
Since I first stepped into the gym in 2023, my body has made significant progress and become strong and powerful. I used to be thin and weak, and every time summer ended and autumn began, I would often fall seriously ill. After starting to work out, I hardly got sick at all, and the most comforting thing is that no one says I am too thin anymore.
In mid-2024, the COVID-19 virus surged again, and I was infected several times. I then spent a lot of time at driving school, which caused me to neglect my workouts. This return to the gym hopefully marks a good beginning.