hit a deadlift pr last weekend

I write this, sorely, from my bed--not from injury or defeat, but from actual sore muscles. I’ve been going to the gym for about four months. Strength training. I’m not unfamiliar to exercise. In my twenties, I used to run on days off, and bike when I wanted to go farther and faster. Sometimes, I’d hike spontaneously in the woods outside of my city. I’d be on my feet a lot for fun when I wasn’t on my feet a lot on the clock. I was more or less hindered from exercising consistently throughout the years: busy work and class schedules, mostly, and, pertinently, health complications. I got COVID in 2021, and cheated death. I have been dealing with long COVID since then. Recently, though, I'm not so immunocompromised, nor am I managing as much chronic pain. My breathing doesn't feel so labored, either. My memory is solid, just in time for the fall semester. Maybe the complications are done for. I'm hopeful. Since I started training, I felt like a horse learning to walk. The first month was…