Everything we ever want is on the other side of consistent effort and a willingness to put aside easier tasks and distractions in favour of what is more challenging yet better. Gaining muscles was the same pathway as studying or practising an art. It was time, effort and noble struggle.
The muscles were his proof that he could overcome adversity and rise, proof that he valued himself enough to put in the effort it took.
The soft muscles of her body told a story of quiet determination, of a person willing and able to put in daily effort to achieve a goal.
Tense muscles were the mirror of my anxiety, each one fed into the other, and the massages were the best way I found to interrupt that negative cycle, to move into a positive spin instead.
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