This takes an enormous amount of dedication and focus. Through diet and strict training regimens they gain an immense amount of strength. Women usually have little strength to start with, but when you see women such as these it is amazing. There is a very graceful elegance watching female track stars run as fast as they can or seeing women swimmers.īesides the power dynamic, their performance is magnificent. The idea of a woman gaining such power does have an appeal. Here are examples of speed strength and agility in action These women have developed the most powerful bodies on the planet. Strength is not just shown, but speed, agility, and endurance. Women can display strength and it does not make them less female.
#WHY DO I FIND GIRLS WITH MUSCLE SEXY PROFESSIONAL#
Not anymore, with rise of women’s professional athletics. For a long time it was not considered feminine to demonstrate power, because that was believed to be exclusively male. Whether it is mental or physical it should not be considered something negative for women. Some men find this intimidating or unattractive in women, but others do not. A body trained to its maximum physical potential can be very attractive. Some men prefer thin women, larger women, or in this case muscular. Another reason for this attraction appeals to certain tastes in aesthetics. Working hard to achieve a goal is something that should be praised. This is very inspirational and another reason men would be attracted to them. Women engaged in athletic activity do so against the mores of society. It is very rare that their is such a woman who could demonstrate such amazing physical prowess.
Another reason is that these women are unique. The woman athlete mixes both power and beauty in an elegant fashion. It can be a positive attribute in women as well.
Men do not want to admit openly, because our culture believes only men can be strong. It’s his choice.īut my choice is to continue to improve, to continue to strive toward excellence.There are many reasons why some men like athletic and muscular women. It’s mine to do with as I please and he can either come along for the ride to see all of the amazing things I can become, or he can watch from the sidelines. I don’t need his tacit approval to change my body. And I’ve realized that although his unconditional support would be amazing, his love is enough. We cheer each other’s successes and encourage each other’s goals, even when we don’t share them.
We are learning to actively love each other through these spurts of growth, when the territory is unfamiliar and strange. We grow and change throughout our lives, and through an almost 20-year marriage, I know that my change is not over yet. I’m certain that athlete will lose no sleep over this. I didn’t understand how he so easily reduced the amazing achievements of the athlete down to her attractiveness. I decided it was his problem and that I was going to continue to pursue my goals. Needless to say, the efficacy of that approach was not proven over time, although it did result in a lifelong love for scotch.Īfter arguing for what felt like the entirety of the night, we came to an impasse. He got me into trying to be healthy in our twenties, by giving me a sip of scotch for every set of whatever it was I was poorly executing with dumbbells in his living room. He has a passion for cycling and mountain bike racing, so he’s no stranger to the dedication it takes to achieve goals (as evidenced by the fact that he’s on his trainer in the office right now spinning out a two-hour interval training). Is there a magical point where my bicep becomes too defined and you nope on out of here? Is there a defining line where my amazing (and jean filling, hey!) glutes will bring about the downfall of our decades-long partnership and marriage? But my dear husband’s response was that he doesn’t “find muscular women attractive.” Later that evening, high on the adrenaline of watching such local badassery, I referenced my awe for one of the female athletes competing that day. I had no idea how badly it was going to backfire. Shortly after starting, I dragged my husband to a local fundraiser competition because I wanted to share my newfound passion with him, and (more honestly) because I was hoping he’d see it, drink the Kool-Aid and immediately start looking like Mat Fraser (except taller, darker and bearded like a lumberjack). (Don’t judge, you know if you’re reading this, you’re at least a B and a half). I started my CrossFit journey in late 2016, at the recommendation of a friend who knew of my type A tendencies.