Push

I know a guy in my gym who works with a face like thunder, sweat dripping profusely, occasionally letting out a disturbing scream.

We do not share the same vibe.

Today, attempting my bench press personal best, I needed a spotter. The only other person on the floor was him.

I paused and took a deep breath. But before I even asked, he shouted “come on mate let’s do it!” slapping his chest knowingly.

Moments later, eyes bulging, he was rallying me on while I pushed past my best. 

And no matter our differences, he reminds me that when we have a shared goal, we help each other push.