One round, two to go. Did you break a sweat?
It's always interesting watching any of these beautiful men exercise and serve as inspiration to either start a workout routine or a diet or just start walking more. I am always mesmerized by their incredible agility and especially because of the ease in which they slip on the physicality of the whole endeavor. They make it look easy and graceful. It's like watching a ballet.
Men like Chris here are welcome in my world because they're like mini-super heroes. A body like that requires huge amounts of time and an unbreakable dedication. I imagine the last time he ate bread was when he was in middle school. And the last time he did not exercise for four hours a day was probably ten years ago. That body does not come easy. He's so symmetrical I don't even mind the tattoos.
The prowess of fitness models (because I think men like this ARE a kind of role models, not because of their obvious beauty, but because of their drive) is not as much the result of their hard work but the hard work invested in it. There's no denying that Chris Heria is an incredibly attractive man, but it's the way he seems to make everything he does so absolutely easy (when we all know that two burpees in we'll be hyperventilating on the floor) what I find attractive. Men with a purpose are attractive.
I think he should be commended by his dedication and admired for his beauty. When we see these men in the cover of magazines, or in movies or in porn, we go for the most obvious: their physical perfection. We don't think about the hours of arduous exercise, the absolute deprivation of anything sweet or salty or remotely unhealthy in their diets and the constant monitoring of their exercising routine. Not to mention the hours and hours spent in making those bodies function and look like incredibly beautiful and well-tuned machines.
They become who they are through sheer willpower. It's not easy being pretty. And it hurts.
And I'll objectify the fruit of their effort every step of the way. It's only fair.