Staring in the mirror on a Saturday morning, I begin to pick my body apart: “Not enough definition in my legs, my bum’s still looking a bit flat, and when are my abs going to make an appearance?” I sigh. This is a pretty normal weekend ritual of mine.
I’d been doing resistance training since the Lockdowns, with a particular focus on bodybuilding/hypertrophy. Over the years, I’d made great progress alongside different coaches, losing a considerable amount of body fat, getting stronger, and gaining some decent muscle. But, despite my progress, like many, I still had an extremely critical relationship with my body.
