In 2019, I rediscovered vulnerability and found the girl I lost a long time ago.
To say I’m in crisis would be a bit dramatic, but to say I don’t feel like I’m standing firmly on two feet would be an understatement.
I truly believe if I choose to define myself by temporary limitations, they will no longer be temporary and the pain will become permanent.
The calendar year is coming to an end, and like the type A that I am, this is when I start to plan for the next 12 months. I recognize my goals are only meaningful to me, but I do believe there is value in putting things into the universe for the sake of accountability….
I know why I lift and it has little to do with health
I had friends in school, so this isn’t going to be a sob story about how I was socially isolated. I was anything but quiet and didn’t have ANY issues voicing my thoughts and opinions.
I know it can feel catastrophic to have not made any sizeable progress, but a lack of regression IS sometimes progress.
“What a creep. He asked if I needed a spot for my squats” So you want to be friends with, or more-than-friends with, a woman at your gym. However, being a male, you have the choice of either never approaching her, or risking being labelled as the gym creep or a**hole forever.
I already see this ruffling more than a few feathers.
The over-glorification of weight-loss has officially exhausted me and I’m determined to put an end to it.