 So from a very young age, I was taught that women should not have upper body strength. No muscles. You'll be bulky, you'll be gross. No one wants that. That's not feminine. And as a 32-year-old, earlier this year, I took up weightlifting, which is so good for my brain. It makes the darkness a little quieter. We love that. And I've gained a good deal of upper body strength compared to where I was. Before we got little baby muscles going on, I liked it. But the other day, I finished a workout and I saw myself in the mirror and my arms were like all pumped. So they looked vascular and my first thought was cool. That's progress. I like seeing that. My first thought was, you must quit this immediately because this is not what women should look like. Like gross. Ew. They wanted to listen to that for a second. I was like, yeah, I probably should cut back on this thing that really helps my mental health because of some weird arbitrary standard that was set by, I don't know who, and it's my body. It's so weird how loud those voices of social programming can be. Long story short, I told it, thanks, I heard your opinion, but I'm gonna keep training because I really enjoy it and it's good for my brain.