Lifting weights has changed my life – and not just aesthetically. Sure, that’s a nice bonus but the real change has occurred from within. Being introduced to lifting weights 5 short years ago, I was unsure. The ever so infamous worry of “looking manly” crossed my mind (which I feel silly for ever thinking that now) but I noticed some pretty amazing results coming from some of the women I had admired the most. My female role models were shifting into strong women who could lift some pretty serious weight. And guess what? Their bodies were anything but masculine. So I thought I’d give it a try. Now, my transition into lifting didn’t happen smoothly and it didn’t happen overnight. I was TERRIFIED to enter the realm of grunting bodybuilders on “that side of the gym”. Terrified. Again, another thing that I look back and laugh at. Nowadays, I could walk into any gym and feel totally comfortable in the weight room. I’ve developed a “fuck what everyone thinks, this is my goal” attitude that I’ve come to appreciate very much about myself. (Hallelujah – finally!)
What I’ve found with my transition from cardio centered workouts to lifting weights is nothing that I thought it would be. Sure, I wanted to look defined and strong and I definitely have been able to achieve that. But the thing that I did not expect is the change that has taken place from within. It is the many hours I’ve spent in the gym as a therapy session, walking out feeling SO MUCH BETTER than I did when I walked in, both mentally and physically. It is the confidence I’ve gained in myself – most importantly, my abilities. I can do so much more than I ever thought I could do and this definitely crosses over into all other areas of my life. I didn’t expect that. I am no longer an unsure, confidence lacking, scared, and stagnant woman…I am now an empowered, confident, unstoppable, determined, woman that is in love with my life and where it is going. Is it fair to say that something as simple as lifting weights changed all that? I would definitely say so.
Growing up in a society that marks women as “fat” if they are not stick thin figures is tough. Being an adolescent girl and now a grown woman in that type of society is no fun, especially when you are one that is not stick thin. Spending all that time in my teen years and 20’s thinking that I’m not good enough because I’m not thin enough was such a wasteful thought process. I only wish I would have been introduced to the weight room earlier. To show me that it is a GOOD thing to have thick thighs, a strong back, defined shoulders and arms – and NOT for the aesthetic value of it but because it allows me to DO MORE with my body. Lifting shows me a world far beyond the aesthetic worth of my body and for that I will forever be grateful. I now get to demonstrate for my own little 6 year old wonder woman that she is worth more than what her body looks like. That we are WAY more than that.
The benefits of the weight room transcend into other life ventures – giving me a stronger mind, a greater perseverance, a “take no shit” attitude, improved patience, an overall more genuine approach to life, a clearer vision, higher mental energy…the list truly could go on and on. On the whole, I feel STRONG. I freaking love my thick thighs for once, and I have lifting to thank for that! 🙂