I don't see the point of going to the gym anymore

[mythology]

27. Colloquially speaking

fuck everybody else.

As somebody who at 31 has long given up the notion that anybody is going to find me attractive (hell, even my mom admits I outgrew my cute phase), and who has multiple surgery scars on both knees, I find a reason to exercise. First it was because parking at work was expensive, so I began biking, then I took up a martial art, partially because it was free to start, and partially because I like the idea of having it be okay to sometimes take out some physical frustration on others. There's not quite as satisfying as being angry with somebody and showing them, that yes, I could have just kicked you in the face, or if I'm in a crappy enough mood, dropping them on their ass.

Personally I never go to a traditional gym. I train capoeira, parkour and gymnastics because the idea of how to flow appeals to me. As a result, I probably can't bench press as much as somebody who spends hours in a gym, but I can do things physically I never thought I could. And I have found some people I consider very good friends because of it. I don't have to date them to develop a relationship that is worthwhile.

I find that exercise helps with my depressive moods. Whether it's through getting something new, or just pushing myself into exhaustion so I can sleep better, or even just becoming more consistent.

Don't change yourself to try to make some unknown random person happy. You'll forever be chasing a goal that can't be met. Find what makes you happy and do that. Maybe it's not exercise, but is instead doing something artistic or reading or whatever. If you meet somebody compatible, you do, but let that just be a bonus.