I believe that we all have an area of our body that is physically superior than the rest of our body, by this I mean that no matter how equally hard you work at training all the areas of your body, there is always one spot that loses weight, grows muscle, defines tighter and generally looks better with less effort.
For me, its my arms.
I am convinced that my arms train so much better than the rest of my body because they had a better starting base. Whether this be true or not I can’t say for sure but I like to think that my arms are stronger because of the years of tennis I played when I was younger.
As soon as I started lifting it was most definitely this area that I could watch change with almost every session, they got slimmer, stronger and a hell of a lot harder within only a few months.
Don’t be so quick to judge these photos, these are literally just as I have put down the weights, my arms are pumped and don’t always look like this.
Previous to lifting I had never really had small arms, I would always shy away from vest tops and try my hardest to wear a cardigan or long sleeves to cover them up, simply because I thought that when my arms were flat against my sides they looked huge, but not anymore.
For my husband, Craig, there’s no mistaking that his area is his legs, he’s always found them to grow with little effort and certainly gets praised on them. I’m sure the photos can speak for themselves on this one;
I revel my mornings at the gym when I train arms, there’s something incredibly satisfying about looking in the mirror and watching the muscles around my biceps and shoulders contract and extend. After only a few minutes of weights I can see my ‘inner hulk’ emerging, splits appear across my muscles with every rep and my veins start to show up like road maps… and I love it.
The pump I get in the gym is fantastic, my arms look almost twice as big as before I went in, and I can feel when I have worked them hard. Then, as the pump fades and I regain my more natural shape, my muscles are just a little bit more sore and a little bit more defined than when I first stepped into the gym that morning.
I get such pleasure from lifting weights for a number of reasons, there’s the obvious high I get from endorphines rushing around my body, the satisfaction from the physical change I see in my body and for the fact that people don’t expect to see me in the gym, let alone the weights section.
I find it exciting to that people see me in a certain light and have no idea of the things I am achieving, the faces I see when they ask me how I’ve lost so much and I tell them it’s from lifting weights is brilliant!
I’ve touched on this before and I’ll say it again, it really is a shame that there aren’t more women lifting, at most there have only been two occasions where another woman has been training at the same time as I have and whenever I have asked Craig he can only say the same.
With that said, however, I have two friends who have recently joined the weight lifting world, Jackie and Hayley, both in different areas of the UK and both absolutely loving it, more about their dedication and achievements soon!