What it Means to be Muscular (Rant #2).
September 22, 2011
I’d like to point a few things out.
1) I like to workout.
2) I am muscular.
These are 2 things most likely obvious to most people who look at me, due in part to the fact that I am usually wearing gym clothes (with boat shoes) and also because I am visibly muscular. But just because I am those things does NOT make me an asshole.
Sometimes I’m just a little bit upset at what the bodybuilding era of the 80’s and 90’s did to the perception that the general public has about people who are muscular. I can’t say for sure, but I’m sure there was a time when being muscular meant something more, or was at least looked at more positively. In my eyes, when I see someone who trains, I also see someone who values hard work and sacrifice. I see someone who is capable; someone who knows how to intelligently use their body. But sadly, I can’t help but think that the majority still sees the musclebound bodybuilding jocks of the 90’s. Bad qualities such as narcissism and poor self-esteem are also associated with this. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been out (not even out at a bar, but even at school) and have to hear negative comments shouted out by brave individuals in the company of all their friends.
“Where you going, beefcake.”
“Go back to Jersey Shore.”
this one is my favorite because it’s so simple:
If you read this blog, than you most likely like to workout too. What does being muscular mean to you? Are we all just a bunch of narcissistic tool bags? Or do we simply just enjoy expressing a different part of our physical nature? Or maybe I just think that running is fucking BORING! All I can say is: haters gonna hate, but barbells make you stronger.
Check out the TV screen in the newsroom.
The news anchor must be a reader.