Been a regular like 3-4 years ago,
Got halfway, moved to the other side of the country, got a decent girl, got lazy and developed bad eating habits.
Recently got back to my homecity, reunited with my old lifting buddy, dropped the girl and I am starting my journey once again.
desu this is the first time since I am here since 2014.
Hey, I don't know about you but I love the road to Zyzzhood even if I won't make it to the golden gates of heavenly Mount Planet Fitness Olympus.
Fuck the girls, I can get laid without god-tier aestetics. Anyone who lifts for the girls is a fag and will never make it.
I am here because I've missed of the sacred beauty of gym routine. The reps, and steady, visible progress, the mudane tasks that makes you calm down after stressfull day.
You may have a shitty day at work,
You might scew up a big deal even if you did everything your my power to secure it.
That stupid slut you wanted to fuck blueballed you again.
That all means nothing, because you know that if you work hard enough in the gym, you put enough dedication and effort, there will be a progress, no matter what. That sometimes helps you to regain a little control in your daily life and it pushes you forward.
Oh, and the dishes after workout tastes so good. Love it.
I had a dude with whom we were partying a lot during my college years. He got some serious coke problems. I got him into lifting and we were gym buddies for like 2 years before I left the city. He is clean since then,
Now he is beefed as fuck, and he basicly drags my fat ass out of the house because he feels that now I need a little help. If this isn't a true friendship, I don't know what is (no homo)
It might look like a shitty pasta, but I've wanted to share it with you guys.
I missed you Veeky Forumsizens. Your shitty "natty" and "LONDON" memes and mild autism that is unique to this board.
Hello again, I guess.