I’d love to tell you that I’m sorry for walking into the gym and ignoring absolutely everyone.

I’d love to tell you that I’m sorry for the jealousy and intimidation that I sometimes cause in others.

I’d love to tell you that I’m sorry that you saw me eating pancakes and cookies and I still look the way I look.

I’d love to tell you I’m sorry all eyes are on me at times despite the fact that I could care less.

I’d love to tell you I’d sorry for wearing short shorts and muscle tees.

But I’m not. So I won’t.

Don’t apologize for being you. Don’t apologize for being great. You’ve earned your shine, so shine.