The slamming of iron, the sound of weights
In this competition I participate
Not one of medals, trophies, or wins
But one where I look deep within
Competing only against myself
Push harder I yell, I must get to a higher shelf!
When my limit is reached and I am exhausted and done
And I realize that I am not lifting for fun
I tell others I lift for different reasons and that I am no quitter
I lift to be stronger …. I lift to be bigger
I lift to push beyond my own limits
I am not here trying to get anyone’s digits
I lift for the rush, the power, the glory, my version of a win
For when I am stuck on a plateau that is my sin
So back to my shrine for my version of prayer
I will not fall to these weights, for I am no failure
For all of these reasons I proudly shout
This is my calling and why I workout
Something I came up with several years ago in english class forgot all about it...
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