What’s in a Name?

I have people ask me all the time, “What kind of athlete are you?”  Athlete?  Me?  “Oh no!” I say.  I just spend a lot of time at the gym.  But really,  I guess I sort of am an athlete.  I train like one, I eat like one, and my goal is to look like one.  I’ve been working hard for a very long time, so I think I’ve earned some sort of title.  In fact, I think I’m going to start calling myself a bodybuilder.  I know, I know the term is archaic and conjures up some pretty scary visuals.   “I  know what being a bodybuilder means”, you say, but does anyone else?  That’s the sticky part.  I’ve thought this over long and hard, and I’m just not sure.  No I don’t take steroids, no I don’t own a tanning bed, and I certainly don’t walk around oiled up all the time.  Most people who know me know that, so you know what?  I’m going for it.  Wish me luck.  I’ll send you a postcard from Venice Beach!