Muscle Mary

I’m such a cliché I literally feel sick. Sometimes I think I could only be described as a gym bunny, a Muscle Mary or any other silly name. One thing to defend myself (as if anyone really cared) is that I truly feel happier now than ever before I started working out on a regular basis.

The gym and the whole process of developing muscles and the satisfaction of seeing myself grow is boosting my self-confidence. I’m starting to be happy with myself now and it’s very reassuring to think of my body as the one thing I can have a bit of control on. For some reason I find the discipline of my routine reassuring. On top of it, I get a lot more attention and compliments now than 5 or 6 years ago.

I particularly love how my body feels after a good workout. It’s the best start of the day. I feel like I’ve achieved something. The icing on the cake is that I get to shower and share a sauna session with a few hunks. Well… on a good day.