I feel firmer. Smoother. So nimble. My ego is sprung today, I did 20 minutes of the stair machine, 30 minutes of treadmill and my classic 3x25 RDLs (this time with a 20kg kettlebell, 2kg extra than my usual). I noticed some other girls next to me and they had lovely physiques but what surprised me was that probably 2-3 minutes into the stairs they were leaning at the top of it. I can't lie, I felt pride due to the fact that I simply do not touch gym equipment or machines as much as possible, because they are always, always dirty. Which in turn enables me to work harder and not use anything as a crutch while working my body. My hands will be at my sides or the top of my head, which puts more air inside my diaphragm.
So yes, for a moment I felt superior but I also realized that because I still have some work to do the feeling was short lived and I continued to mind my business per usual. Moments like that to me are moments where I have unnecessarily expended my energy to care about what other people are doing. Hell at least they're listening to their bodies when they need a break. I treat mine like a machine. I treat my own brain like a machine. I fear I've been faulty lately.
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