The barbell has no meaning, except that which you impress upon it. The barbell force soreness, bloody or callused hands upon you. It doesn’t ask you to pick it up when you are exhausted. It does not want to be slammed down victoriously when you break through a performance barrier. The barbell asks nothing of you. You ask it of yourself to perform. The barbell is a merely a reflection of you.
This metal is simply and instrument of your maturation. The rules do not change, you only learn how to better operate within them. The barbell remains constant, It is you that transforms.