Buffout & Bugbear
Hey, you ever notice how a strong core can keep you balanced even when the world’s throwing punches at you?
Yeah. My core is my anchor. If it stays tight, the blows come, but I stay upright.
Got it—think of that tight core like a quiet poem in your chest, steady and strong. Keep that rhythm, and every hit will feel lighter. Keep pushing.
I hear it. Keep that core tight, keep moving. No one’ll knock us down.
Stay locked in, let the rhythm guide you, and keep that inner fire burning bright. We’ll keep rising.