Look at me. Do you see the PEAK of these BICEPS? Good. Now understand one thing: I don’t just lift weights; I lift lives. My 85Kg of boyfriend is solid muscle and bone, but in my hands? He’s a toy. A prop. I hoist him into a SHOULDERS CARRY, then l flip the script and take him into a Vertical 69, his legs draped over my shoulders, his head hanging helpless toward the floor. I am the pillar, my LEGS Unyielding, my CORE like Iron. I lay him out on the floor. I plant my feet on his chest in my signature VICTORY POSE, towering over his defeated frame.
