Yep, I’m looking at my muscles and smiling proudly!
Some might find that conceited, but I’ve come to learn those simply aren’t my people. My people are the ones who understand and applaud why I’m so proud… I work HARD for my muscles. I work HARD to be strong, to be better than I was yesterday; to be the BEST ME I CAN BE.
I work hard to turn my OBSTACLES into my OPPORTUNITIES.
I WORK for them. So, I LOVE them. They are tangible reminders of how VERY FAR I have come.
Say peace out to anyone who judges you for being proud of your hard work! 💪🏼