Woman in the mirror

I saw a woman at the gym today admiring herself in the mirror. She didn't know I was watching otherwise I am sure she would have stopped. She walked into the locker room and set her things down. Before taking off her sweatshirt she looked at her face. She scrunched up her nose and furrowed her brow making the lines in her face more pronounced. She did not smile, she did not frown and her eyes were dull. I watched as she took her sweatshirt off and hung it in a locker. As she caught a new glance of herself in the mirror her eyes became bright. She stood back from the mirror, turned around and looked over her shoulder. The muscles in her shoulders were pronounced without even flexing. Her shirt that had risen up above the rise of her pants shown a firm belly. Her butt had a strong curve to it. She looked at herself as a whole. She liked what she saw. Strength, beauty, a conqueror. I admired a woman in the mirror today.