➳ gym

If thou lift, then thou art swole, for what is life, but to be whole. Blessed are the weak, for they may grow, from push to pull, catch and throw. Lift with vigor, lift with might, gain the muscle, strong and tight. In this world of desperation, we must answer with perspiration. Drink the whey as you were told, after praying to the Iron with lift and hold. Bow thy head, bend thy knee, reflect and read, let it set you free. For when Brodin giveth, but we throw away, wasted gainz is the price you pay. Swole of the mind, swole of the heart, swole of the body, swole is an art. Wheymen.