What drives you when you lift heavy?
Is it chaos? The anger you have at the world's injustices and every circumstance that happened to get to this point?
Or is it focus? The determination to bear any sort of hardship and think with a rational mind about a future of peace, no matter what darkness you may fight?
Or is it something else entirely? Is it an awareness of the pure hopelessness and the knowledge that everything dies, this mysterious force that drives you?
>Not imaging yourself as a Jager when lifting
mine is fear, absolute fear and focus, when im kneeling infront off the bar on my diddys for PR lift i am fucking terrified, gives me the focus i need, knowing that if i fail ill snapcity or just fail.
what drives me is the feeling of WARP OVERTAKING ME
IT IS A GOOD PAIN
What drives me is my infallible faith in the Emperor, heretic!!!
When you lift heavy you don't have time to think of all that shit. You just have the weight and it needs to be moved, and that's it. I really doubt anyone is thinking about chaos or some bitch as they lift. If you are you're not lifting very heavy.
I channel my anger into my lifts. I'm a misanthrope. Like a Sith Lord, I let my hatred for humanity flow through me in order to reach new strengths. I like to imagine I am gathering the power to end humanity once and for all
I don't lift, I have just started a bodyweight thing as a last recourse against the endless pit of chronic depression. I spent about a month and a half not eating or sleeping anything so I lost a lot of weight, mostly fat, probably some muscle.
I don't have any reason to say this, I'm just in a very bad place. Even left work early because of it. I just wish someone would notice whether I am there or not; Alive or dead. Nobody will ever love me.