It's not the way it makes me look at once more slender and more strong than the scale says I am.
It's not the confidence it gives me, the spring in my step, knowing that I can walk for miles and miles and deadlift a hundred and fifty pounds and defend myself if I have to.
In this modern world, when most of us have maligned, distrusted, deprived, and hated our bodies, lifting forces us to trust them to perform when called upon. And that, that is why I lift.
Why do you?
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