Well, I just need to say it to someone. It all started last year in december… I have allways been well build and spent my life in sports (baskteball). In my mind I was allways the winner and if someone says that im weak or something I would try to chalange him…
Needles to say that I have a mind of my own, and allways been a good friend and a shoulder to cry and a womenizer…Yeah, I love the ladies!!
Well the story starts when all of my friends started to go to the gym in december 2004. I was preocupied at the time with the collage and needed some time to find my shit and start my life after high school. Basicly all of my friend are younger than me. One year or so…
Well I started in january 2005 and all of my friends were so into bb and shit… Well I was silent… When they glanced in front of the mirror I just kept my mouth shut and sat there in silence… They would allways show their one month pump and brag about it… I just standed there in silece and waited in silence…
Well things got little more complicated. I began to read more, and found this CRAZY place and hooked up with some guys with experiance… The training wasn’t really a problem… Weather it’s raining or snowing or any shit going on I would be in the gym doing my AGVT and drinking my new PWM mix and eating my chicken breasts at home…
Months passed and my will was even stronger. I became sort of in love with my body, still am… Not MY body, but the human body in general… The bb was like a drug and the first motiv of just losing my bf% started to evolve and evolve…
Not that I have much experiance or so, but in the last 9 months or so I’ve really made some great progress. Maybe not spectacular but my body really developed (You can see the diference now and then) but the more important progress happend in my will power…
Offcoure all of my friends lost their will after 3 months or so. So, now my true problem really starts…
At first my friends would laugt at me when they would go out and I would be at the gym doing my last series of deadlift. And they would laugh when I left the bar and go home to eat…And they would lough when they was a grill party and I would eat only chicken breasts and no sausages… And laugh behing my back and say that I’m stupid and I would never acomplish anything…
Well they are not laughing now…Are THEY?
The only thing they doing now is talk behind my back and say that I’m in love with my self and that they hate the fact that I can pick up more chicks then they can…
They hate the fact that I’ve done something that they couldn’t and the fact that now the silent guy in the corner became the man under the light and the guy that would keep his mouth shut when they showed him the miserable traing pump now speaks…Well they don’t loug now, especially if I, O DEAR GOD, wear a sleevless shirt… NOOOO, it’s a sin when I’m near my “friends”…
Now I see the reall human nature… The nature of envy and the fact that the people can’t stand if someone is “better” then they are…
Well guys, hate to be a party poop but what the hell is your problem… If I’m trying to better my selfe and willing to sacrifice some stuff, that doesn’t mean that you can be bitch about it…You can do it too, all you need is a bit of willpower and a some information…
I’m still good with my friends and will be in the future I hope, but I’m wondering will they be talking more and more behind my back. Well not that I don’t care, I really do, but maybe I dont need friends that hate you fore the thing you became…
Well I dont know why I’m writeing this, maybe becouse it’s saturday night(or sunnday morning) and I’m still drunk but what the hell…
Only thing I have to say at the end is: “I BOW TO NO MAN”
SEE YOU WHEY ZOMBIES ATTACK!!! WHO WILL BE LAUGHING THEN