It's a study in masochism.
If the results weren't so bloody addictive I wouldn't have touched weights with as much as a glance, but the truth of the matter is no matter how sore and dead you feel after, there's always this feeling of overwhelming joyous satisfaction to have not only finished something as grueling but also a consciously robust sensation coursing through your body.
Your spine feels like a rubber band and the body an elasticized version of goodness.
Of course you don't turn into a god or goddess, but just a better, fitter version of yourself and that's all we needs strive for..for everything else is arbitrary.
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