Last week my trainer adjusted my workout to maximise “damage” to my legs. I was thrilled with the prospect, but I hesitated on the language. I understand it’s a cultural thing. But I fight the impulse to aggressively degraded myself with thoughts and words. I have used this exact vocabulary to brutalize myself.
I am going to make this a positive dialog by following his prescription and trusting myself. I have resolved I will “damage” my muscles. Not because I hold them or myself in contempt, but to express their full potential. My pursuit of a muscular physique is not punishment for failings. It is an exploration of who I am, a celebration of who I have chosen to be.