As the social life and activities were all brought to a stop by the pandemic, I realized how much I missed the gym. When I was 12, my family migrated to the US, and I didn’t speak any English. One day my father decided to take me with him to the nearby YMCA so I could learn to swim; however, he instantly saw me fall in love with the weights. From that moment on I have been going to the gym. During my teenage years, I learned more in the gym than I did in school. Here I was able to listen to conversations and see how individuals act in society, learning both the language and culture. As I became more familiar with the language, the more experienced members taught me how to lift properly. As I became more ingrained with the gym culture and started making friends in the gym, I learned more about healthy living. I was very fortunate to have such influences when most teenagers and young adults tend to have risky and hazardous behavior. To this day, I am amazed at our ability as humans. We can take negative stress and, through positive action, turn it into a positive result and, at the same time, be shocked by the number of people who opt to allow negative thoughts and stress to ruin their lives. Since I was a teenager anytime, I struggled or have negative energy I would go to the gym and use it for a spectacular workout.
When I was focusing on the sounds in the gym, I hear life. Imagine a person taking weight plates from the rack. The squad down with a short breath, followed by pulling the weight plate with a much longer plate. As they go to stand up they breathe outwards in a more audible tone. They are now back to normal silent breathing as they transport the weight plate to the bar. They bend over and lift one end of the bar to place the weight plate, and you can hear the rattling in the bar on the other end of the bar lying on the floor mat. They do it all over again for the other side. Next, they approach the bar with heavy deep breaths controlling their breathing; through the sounds of their breath, you can sense the concentration and focus building up. Next, its all silent for a moment followed by a heavy exhale with the sounds of weight rattling on the bar. The weight rattling stops for a moment before picking back up again with now a much lower sound of air being sucked in. It all ends with a large sound of the weights hitting the floor mat, and the person exhales shortly. As I reflected on the sounds and how the weights hitting the floor matt was always an inviting sound to me, I realized one day the last breath I take will follow a short exhale, and the final banging sound made by the weights is the sound of my life’s soundtrack coming to an end. Then I thought to my self every set in a lift is the symphony of life. Your first repetition is the easiest, signifying your childhood. As the repetitions progress, they get harder, signifying the increase in the difficulty of life stages, all ending with the final repetition. Although this sounds gloomy at the same time it's very comforting for me to know the finale of my life’s soundtrack is a bang just like that of a heavy deadlift crashing into the floor.
Until that time comes for us always remember peeps....to do one more rep!