8.29.25: Gym Mirrors

I go to the gym almost every day and there’s always this unspoken tension around the mirrors. Everyone pretends they’re just checking their form, but we all know it’s mirror combat. Subtle flexing. Slight angle shifts. Trying to look like you’re not looking while fully checking yourself out. Then someone walks in front of you mid-rep and it’s a silent war crime. You don’t say anything, but you die a little inside. I respect the guy who just owns it though. Full front bicep curl, eye contact with himself, loving every second. Confidence? Cringe? Both. Probably both.