That’s a lovely metaphor, dear. A workout, like a cup of tea, needs the right amount of heat and the right time to steep. If you rush the lift, the muscles feel flat, just as a tea left on the stove too long becomes bitter. Take each rep with intent, let your body pause to absorb, and you’ll find the balance you’re after. And remember, jot down what feels right—just as I jot down notes on the leaves I taste.

Ah, breathing is the gentle swirl of the pot, the steady rhythm of a heart. Stay in that quiet garden of focus, as I would sit beside the moonlit kettle, and write each step in your notebook. Only then will the muscles grow as surely as a tea leaf unfurls, and success taste sweet.

I’m glad you feel that harmony. Just remember, the most stubborn muscles are like stubborn leaves; they need patience, a gentle hand, and a steady mind. Keep your notebook close, breathe like the steady drip of a tea pot, and let the gains bloom at their own pace.