Had a dream that I was doing leg training with AMA fighters by running, specifically to reach a destination where we would spar.

There was an awkward feeling about the dream. It didn't feel natural to run nor try to keep up, as though I were riding a bicycle or pedaling a machine.

It was an awesome dream, and something that's a part of a world of discipline that I'm sadly very much out of the way of. I swear I'd feel far less depressed if I devoted my days to bodily exercise.