Find redemption beyond the mud and fog

Redemption. 

Themes of humanity are scattered across the floor of the gym. All the colorful pieces of stories that create canvas’ of sweat – they undulate together. The wrestling of the dumbbells isn’t ever just a physical dance, as I relentlessly preach of caring for the vessel that houses the soul. Lately, this theme has been redemption. It’s the journey of scurrying through trenches of hurt and disappointment and hard, and always ending up in love, joy and light. 

The thing is, if you are the one surviving in the trench, you can’t see the light. You see slimy, sticky mud and feel pain and wander through fog. But your people that are guarding you on the outside can see it. They see redemption to come. And they’re waiting and flexing and hoping so hard to grab your hands.

Whether the undulation has you as a guardian on the outside or a survivor on the inside, your legs need to be strong. You’re either mud-devoured and blind, or standing ready to pull and catch at the denouement of the exit. 

This. This is why we gym. You can’t mess up that catch. And you can’t let the mud (it’s stupid heavy) be the victor. Strong legs. Arms. Those ever-powerful trunks. 

It’s not about us. We aren’t repping for us. It’s about caring for the ones without whom we can’t survive. We stay strong for them. I know you know; I can see it.

It is in this spirit that we will open our new studio doors. Chad, Melissa, Kathy and I are doing this for our people. And for your people. And honestly, all the dogs, too. I love ALL the dogs in all the world. 

Keep your eyes out for a gear drop upon our move (there are no updates yet, they are awaiting permit approvals to finish up). We’re going to continue the rep and the grind, so we can keep our heads above the mud and absolutely nail the catch. I’m talking about wickedly strong executions and steadiest of trudges. 

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“Bay Area Swamp” by Jaykhuang is licensed under CC BY 2.0.