Sometimes I go to the gym not for the impressive numbers on the barbell... but for that moment when my body finally listens. When each rep is a little conversation with myself. Just a little more... you can do it... you've always been able to.
Sweat, muscle tremors, hot breath, a mirror in which I see not just a body, but the version of myself that I choose again and again.
This is my ritual. My meditation. My I love you to myself, said through pain and iron.
What do you go to the gym for? 💭