Allow me to set a thorough yet simple view of my younger years within high school. Walking down the hallways of Fieldale-Collinsville High School, the year was 2000 and I was fresh meat being told everywhere I turned that there was this legendary pool on top of the school along with an elevator to get there. Stop...Of course this was all bullshit and any freshman who actually took this type of two cents from 5th year seniors who thought staying 5 or 6 years in high school was the equivalent to being a regular Van Wilder. Shit there some seniors who graduated in 4 years (which for those of you that aren't completely incompetent would realize this is the maximum amount of time someone should spend in high school) and considered the "Cool kids who amounted to something a little more successful they a late termed six month aborted child. WHOA I think I may have taken that just a little too far with that comment. But nonetheless these were the guys I had to look up to as a freshman coming into the classy world of humiliation, love, and sex (or lack of for me, because I decided I would stay a virgin until I was married. I know I know I'm kicking myself in the testicles every day to remind myself of the guaranteed and possible tang I could have attained. Don't get me wrong I was one of those kids who said I would do everything but..sounds like I should have been checked into a mental institution I know.) Please MADD or any other mother organiztion do not plague my wall with comments and have some damn lobbyist calling me up demanding I recount my words on here. Please realize this is all for humor, and to think of it I might start rating my posts. It might go a little like this: Fucked up, Dirty, Possible time for blood pressure medicine because I got under your skin that far, and Informative.)
Wow really went on a tangent there didn't I...anyways I was weak early on in high school and when I say weak I'm referring to how we view antelope in the wild compared to a beastly lion. And what a perfect metaphor to describe myself considering that is what all of the Lions (guys who were genetically blessed early on in life) did to me. They pushed me around and though it was funny since I couldn't really push back without hurling my entire body at them as if I was spearing them (and I never did that, so you do the math) I couldn't bring myself to find the same enjoyment that these gene spliced meatheads, who are also some of my best friends to this day, got out my misery. So long story short I decided to begin an endeavor that still continues today...putting on lean muscle mass that would disencourage others from thinking twice about crossing my fucking path without at least saying excuse me.
I started out like everyone else which is by listening to what everyone who is genetically blessed. Well as I'm sure you probably guessed it got me about as far as the picture you will see below. Which by the way isn't when I was a freshman in high school but a damn sophomore in college!!!!!!
Currently I am in the middle of a bulking phase but still staying decently cut up. For now this post is over however I will leave you with topics that will be on my next blog:
Intermittent Fasting (and its wonders)
My current lifting program (at least an outline, hey I'm a personal trainer too I can't give all my secrets away)
Stocks and Weightlifting and how they relate
People that piss me the fuck off. Period
As always listen to me because I'm cynical but yet logical, peace.
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