I was married for over six years, and now, more than six years after my wife’s passing, I have been widowed longer than I was married. Reaching this milestone stirs up a complex mix of emotions – wonder at my resilience, frustration over my stagnant dating life, and a deep sense of isolation as I watch others move forward while I feel stuck. The loneliness has taken an emotional toll, leaving me questioning whether I will ever find love again or if I am destined to go through life alone. The gym has been my anchor, providing structure, an emotional release, and a steady path to renewed confidence – redefining progress while reinforcing my self-worth. Pushing through workouts embodies resilience – showing up, improving, and finding strength even on the toughest days. But while the gym has been a source of strength and growth, it cannot silence my yearning for companionship. I’m not looking for someone like the one I had. At that time, they were exactly what I needed in my life. But as a result of my experiences, I’ve changed and grown, moving beyond the person I once was. I want someone who aligns with the person I am today and the stage of life I’m in. And, naturally, I miss the physical closeness of a relationship. At least with the gym, I know if I show up consistently, I’ll see progress. Too bad dating doesn’t come with a straightforward rep scheme.