Kill the Fear Within

Where was the workout going anyways? Clearly, the dude was much stronger, much more agile, and didn’t have the creak in his shoulder like you do. It’d be best to just finish the last set and tell him you’d catch him another time for a leg day. God knows you could use the extra time on my legs ever since, you became self-conscientious that time at Rick’s pool party where Jazmine saw you among a group of friends and asked if chicken legs were next on the barbecue. How was that dude so much stronger? He must be on gear. Probably, at least TRT. As of late, your workouts have been dwindling down to nothing more than a couple of vanity exercises mostly aimed at filling out the only area of your body you thought didn’t look deflated; your arms. But now that Summer was gone, the tan you so expertly gained through precise suntan applications was now starting to look like your run-of-the mill farmer’s tan. You imagined Jazmine stroking your protruding medial head of your bicep as you blasted through single arm bicep curls at the gyms every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. If you couldn’t flex your quads, you made damn sure you’d be able to flex your arms. That was the way you could get her. Hell, that was the way you could get any of them. That buff dude was pulling girls at they gym, maybe he’d get a girl for you. Wait, that sounds so desperate and elementary, how did you even come up with that? He sits down in his car that still is parked outside of the gym and buries his face in his arms as they wrap around the steering wheel. What he is able to sense and feel clearly without all of the static and distraction from the chaos clanking and amalgamating inside is that he is strong. He has enough intensity and courage to keep pushing himself despite the comparisons to other guys, or the sneer remarks from the opposite sex. The fact of the matter is that everyone has their own problems. Everyone feels just a little inferior sometimes. Some people can hide it and some people just use it as fuel. The true test of a person’s character is how they face fear. Will you cower from it or will you embrace it and take it on?

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