The workout was just fire. I came out of the gym covered in a thin layer of sweat - my body felt like it was pulsing, every muscle reminded me of itself. Slight fatigue, but high. You know that feeling when you're so into yourself that the whole world stops for a second? That's exactly it.

My hair is a little disheveled and my ponytail is bunched up, but I even like it - it looks sassy😈. The top is clinging to my chest, the fabric stretchy, emphasizing everything I need. My thighs fit like a pantyhose. The men in the audience throwing glances, thinking that I do not notice, but I see everything. And honestly, I like it🙈. Not because I'm looking for attention. It's because I know what I look like. I'm strong. I'm in my body. I'm in the moment. I open the water bottle, take a sip. It's cold. The contrast with my hot body gives me goosebumps. It's just right. And inside, I'm calm. Confidence. Warmth. And a nice tension in my lower abdomen - not from squatting, no. I just like to feel alive. Sexy. Real. 🤗