Working Out

His words hurt like sharp razors digging into my heart. I had two options: either I shrugged it off and focused more on the chub on his stomach or dwell on it. The thing is, he didn’t say it rudely or condescendingly.

I’ve tried Zumba, but it wasn’t challenging enough. I venture for jogs, by my knees can’t withstand the stress. I dove into HIIT exercises, which was rewarding, but still not quite what I needed. So, I took a page from my father, an ex-bodybuilder, and embraced the gym, weights, protein shakes, and Arnold Schwarzenegger. Bodybuilding has become my addiction