Well, its been a long time since I Trudged forward in the halls of a Gym. Its a new world. all the weights are the same. Some of the machines have changed but all in all it feels like home. The thing that really gets me now is standing there in the gym seeing all these people that look as though they dont know why they are there. They Swing the weights like they know someone is watching. I knoww, going to the gym, a little of that is to be expected. Everyone wants to be bigger better and badder than the next guy but come on allready. Then thereare the 90 pound waif girls that are trying to lose that mythical 10 lbs that will make them a super model. It kind of sickens me.
So, i hit the weights. and they hit me right back. The weights dont lie to me. 100 lbs is always going to be 100 lbs. And every time I left or press or pull or push, i know im geting better, Stronger. Deep inside i feel that Iron eating beast stir my soul and push me forward. To be something Different. The drive to have legs like Oak, Arms like Cannons and a Chest Like Steel Chords. I know its going to be a long road. But roads are made to be traveled. So I Strap on the weight and get to moving down it. Because i know at the end of this road lies a different person. The person that I know i can be because its the person I was before. And will be again. Its time, to come full circle.
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