Let Me Introduce Myself: How Strength Training Changed My Life and Mindset
- Starr
- Apr 5
- 4 min read
I just realized something, I never actually introduced myself on this blog. I just barged in, kicked my shoes off, and started ranting about fitness like we’ve been friends for years. My bad. Let’s fix that.
Hi, I’m Starr, and I used to be someone who never worked out, never thought about working out, and honestly, never cared about working out. I wouldn’t have won any awards for working out because I wouldn’t have even shown up. Exercise? Nah, that was for someone else. If there was a sport called ‘avoiding exercise,’ I wouldn’t have won that either because I’d be avoiding it too. But now? Strength training has completely changed my life—and my mindset.
So, how did I go from “exercise is unnecessary suffering” to “lifting heavy things for fun is my entire personality”? Let me tell you.
How Strength Training Changed My Life and Mindset: Accidentally Falling in Love with Lifting
For most of my life, my body was just… there. Existing. Doing its thing. I didn’t obsess over it, but I also didn’t pay attention to it. I didn’t not like how I looked, but I wasn’t really noticing myself either.
Then one day, I somehow found myself in a gym. (I still don’t know how it happened. It was like a glitch in the universe.) I picked up a weight, expecting to immediately regret my life choices, but instead, something weird happened.
I liked it.
Actually, no. I loved it.
Lifting made me feel strong in a way I had never experienced before. It wasn’t about looking a certain way—it was about doing something. Pushing myself. Seeing progress. Becoming more aware of my body, not just as an aesthetic thing, but as this incredible, powerful machine that could do cool stuff if I actually gave it the chance.
Noticing All Bodies (Including My Own) in a New Way
The more I got into fitness, the more I started noticing all kinds of bodies—and appreciating them. Like, really appreciating them.
I used to think fitness was just about looking a certain way, but now I see it differently. It’s about what your body can do. It’s about treating it with respect, challenging it, and letting it surprise you.
I won’t lie—do I like when my muscles pop a little in good lighting? Of course. I’m still vain. But the real reward isn’t about aesthetics. It’s about feeling strong, capable, and proud of what my body can do, okay yes and the aesthetics. I can’t lie nothing feels better then confidence. Picture this: You catch your reflection in a store window, expecting to do the usual quick glance and move on, but wait… hold on a second. Who is that? Is that me? Shoulders back, posture on point, radiating, booty popping. That’s what I’m talking about. And before you even realize it, you’re checking yourself out—like, actually taking a second or 20 to appreciate the work you’ve put in. Who knew a window could turn into a mirror, right?
Why I Started This Blog (AKA, Why You’re Here)
So, why did I start this blog? Because I know I’m not the only person who went from “exercise is a scam” to “lifting things makes me feel alive.” I wanted a place to document my journey, share what I’ve learned, and connect with other people who are figuring out their own fitness paths.
I also wanted a space where I could talk about fitness without all the toxic nonsense. No “you have to suffer to be fit.” No “you need to be miserable to see results.” None of that.
Fitness should feel good. It should make you feel better, not worse. And if I can help someone else find that joy in movement, then this blog is doing exactly what I want it to do. Strength Training Changed My Life and Mindset and it can do that for you.
Why You Don’t See a Ton of Pictures of Me…
Now, before anyone asks—yes, I’m real. Not a bot. Not an AI-generated fitness guru. Just a human with a keyboard and some questionable snack choices.
And yes, I know it’s a little ironic to run a blog and barely post pictures of myself. But here’s the deal: I had a stalker situation that went on for thirteen years. Thirteen. Years. That’s longer than some marriages.
It was wild, and the only way I was finally able to get out of it was by scrubbing my personal social media and basically going full ghost mode online. Even now, years later, I still choose to keep things low-key when it comes to showing my face or personal details. It’s just how I protect my peace, my safety, and honestly, my sanity.
That said—I do post photos from time to time! Just not every five minutes. When I do, it’s because I want to, not because I feel like I have to. I’m all about moving with intention these days—whether it’s in the gym, in life, or on the internet.
Where Are You From? Let’s Be Gym Bros (Or Just Internet Friends)
Since I’ve noticed readers from all over the world, I want to know more about you. Where are you from? How did you get into fitness? Or are you just here because you’re considering it but haven’t taken the plunge yet?
Drop a comment, send a message—
I’m so glad you’re here, and I can’t wait to keep sharing this journey with you. Let’s get strong together.
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