Strong means never having to say it’s too heavy
While checking out in a grocery store today I overheard the woman in front of us say to the cashier, “can I have another bag? This is too heavy for me to carry.” She needed to split her groceries into two bags, presumably so she could carry them in one at a time when she got home.
My husband looked at me, knowing I’d heard the exchange. I didn’t say anything, I mean, how rude would that be, but as I carried our heavy bag of groceries in, I thought about how one of my wishes before I started working out was to be able to carry the basket around at the farmer’s market. I wrote:
size 4 doesn’t mean anything if you have to pass the farmer’s market basket to your husband when it gets too weighed down with produce.
Well, weigh it down with the heaviest of fall produce and I tote it around with no trouble now (and left size 4 behind a long time ago as well, incidentally).
Before I had goals in mind like a 200lb squat, I just wanted to be self-sufficient. So yeah, even though I want these big numbers on a lift that takes only moments, I want to remember to appreciate the many ways every single day that being strong makes life better outside the gym. (And I’ll still be proud and excited when I find out just how strong I am in the gym, like with testing max reps on bench at 80 pounds!)