That word brings up a variety of thoughts and emotions depending on who is reading it. For a bodybuilder, it likely relates to some potentially rusting metal, or perhaps the number to reach to get to the next division.
For the avid traveller, it represents whether or not your bag makes it on the flight.
For the woman who’s struggled her whole life to keep it under control, it sparks frustration, sadness, and maybe even defeat. And yet, for another woman who is coming out on the other side, it represents triumph, pride, and accomplishment of a hard fought journey.
For the premature baby, every ounce represents life and growth.
And for some, perhaps all of us in some scenario or another, it represents a struggle. The weight of something negative holding you down. The weight of something pressing on you. Draining you. Making your chest tighten so much you wonder how you’re going to get the next breath in. Whether its a person, a situation, a decision you have to make. We’ve all felt it in some form of another.
But see, the thing with weight is the more you tackle the issues head on, little by little, starting small and working your way up, and striving towards overcoming it, the stronger you get. The more you can lift it. The less weight it feels like. Bringing you to a point where you just stop and question why the hell you let it hold you back for so long.
And all of a sudden you can breathe again.