Let me get one thing straight, I am not a muscle junkie. I am not obsessed, I am determined.
This may confuse people, in fact I know it confuses people. I was recently accused of being self-obsessed with my physique. Yes, I am concerned about my figure. If you meet a women who tells you otherwise, shes lying. Simple.
I spend a good portion of my day in the gym. I train hard, I eat clean.
I do not spend my weekend smashing bottles of wine, and sitting around fires feeding off fatty pieces of meat. I choose to be fit, I choose to be healthy and I choose to be strong. I don't go out of my way to tell people I follow a strict routine, I do not bop my head to "Girl look at that body, I work out"... one look at my body and you'll know that I don't sit on my ass, eating donuts and moaning about where I could be physically.
In no way am I saying that I have reached the pinnacles of physical perfection, but I am saying that I work my ass off to get where I'm going. Nobody cares about where you want to be, if you not willing to commit to getting there.
I hate to disappoint but the concern surrounding my will to work hard on my body, is not for narcissism, arrogance, pretension or self-worship. Its for longevity, its for the ability to combat sickness, to recover quicker, to self protect, for efficiency and most importantly, as a women, a sister and a daughter it is for when my children come, to be strong and able to run with them, climb with them and simply be with them for a very long time to come.
I am not here to make you feel bad, or lecture you about your unhealthy diet or current levels of fitness. I am here to stand up for what I do, for what we fitness 'chics' do. I don't do it for the vanity, I do it because its the one thing I have control over. Its the one thing that I own.
You can take away everything, my property, my cars, my investments and my finance but I'll always have my body.
My body is a vehicle to transport my brain and my brain deserves a ride that offers extraordinary performance.
