Write about what makes you feel strong.
On days like today, when it’s chilly, grey, and rainy, and my PMS hormones are making me sad and grumpy, I just feel like curling up under the fleece blanket on the couch and binge-watching something.
On days like today, I have trouble tapping into anything that even comes close to resembling strength. And that makes it hard to remember times when I do feel strong. But, I suppose the fact that I’m still writing this post is a testament to at least my mental fortitude. Or perhaps it’s just stubbornness to ensure I keep my Bloganuary streak alive. Regardless, I’m going to brute-force this answer, with all the strength I can muster.
I feel strong when I do bicep curls with my free weights.
I feel strong when I get a hit that goes over the head of an outfielder.
I feel strong when I’m able to open a sealed pickle jar on my first twist.
I feel strong when I use power tools (even though I know they’re doing most of the work).
I feel strong when I get up and go to work, on chilly, grey, and rainy days, when my PMS hormones are doing everything they can to keep me in bed.