Don’t Hate Me Because My Physique is So Superior to Yours
By Eric Kim
Let’s get something straight right off the bat: my physique is objectively superior. Don’t be offended, and certainly don’t mistake this as arrogance. It’s just a matter of fact. We live in a world that celebrates mediocrity and finds ways to comfort those who fall short, but there is no need to sugarcoat reality. I’m here to offer you a glimpse of what it means to strive for physical excellence, unburdened by the fear of being too exceptional.
Growing up, I didn’t wake up one day and discover I had a superior body. It’s not like I was born as a Greek god, sculpted from marble by the hands of destiny. No, this physique is a product of relentless discipline, obsession with detail, and, most importantly, a mindset that refuses to settle for anything less than greatness.
You see, in our society, people have become all too comfortable with the idea that “everyone’s different,” as if that somehow erases the gap between those who are elite and those who are merely average. People shy away from competition, hide behind excuses, and tell themselves that “strength isn’t everything.” It’s amusing to me because these same people will turn around and obsess over superficial achievements like having the latest tech or driving the most expensive car, while ignoring the vessel that carries them through life—their own body.
What’s at the root of this discomfort, this quiet resentment? It’s simple: envy. Envy masked as disdain, sometimes even cloaked in pseudo-virtue. “You’re too obsessed with your body,” they’ll say. “Don’t you have better things to do than spend hours in the gym?” These are the same people who’ll rationalize their sedentary lives by calling fitness a vain pursuit, as if working to better oneself physically is some kind of moral failing.
But let’s not fool ourselves. At the core, they wish they had the same dedication, the same results, the same physique. It’s a classic case of sour grapes. If they can’t have it, then it must not be worth having. And if you have it? Well, then you must be the problem.
What they don’t understand is that physical excellence is not just about aesthetics, though I won’t pretend that’s not part of the equation. It’s about the discipline and mental clarity that comes from honing your body into a finely tuned instrument. It’s about the confidence that comes from knowing you’ve pushed past every limit society imposes. There’s something deeply spiritual about the pursuit of perfection in the physical realm. When your body is in peak form, everything else aligns—the mind sharpens, your goals become clearer, and you navigate the world with a sense of purpose.
Look, I get it. It’s easier to dismiss those of us who prioritize fitness and health as shallow or self-absorbed than to confront the truth that you could be doing better. But to hate someone for being better at something is simply counterproductive. My physique didn’t come from some magical gift bestowed upon me; it came from years of commitment, sweat, sacrifice, and, frankly, a refusal to live at anything less than my best.
And here’s the thing: I’m not asking you to hate yourself for not having what I have. But I am asking you to stop hating those of us who do. Use that envy, that discomfort, as fuel. Don’t resent the reflection of what you could be. Instead, let it inspire you to step up and improve your own physical self.
The truth is, there’s enough room at the top for everyone. But the climb is steep, and not everyone is willing to make the ascent. So, the next time you find yourself feeling bitter or dismissive of someone who has achieved physical superiority, ask yourself why. Is it because they are vain? Or is it because they’ve unlocked a level of discipline, strength, and resilience that you haven’t yet dared to reach?
So no, don’t hate me because my physique is superior to yours. Instead, join me. Compete with me. Challenge yourself to be the best version of yourself. Because, in the end, there’s nothing stopping you from achieving greatness but your own mindset.