It’s said that when a man gets married or at least finds a mate, his T levels go down to match his partner more and hers perhaps go up a little.
Now, evolutionarily speaking, all male struggle in different fields from the fine arts to bodybuilding or engineering etc. is supposed to make him stand out and win him respect and status among the human herd and ultimately attract females. There are many ways to stand out from the pack. The human is built simple enough so that even a finest mind will ultimately derive pleasure from things similar to the thicker portion of the dense.
Now, even if one is single (and not counting those with strategies opposed to any commitment) I think there’s a switch in a man’s head where, when he does something well and even if it’s a homosocial enviroment like lifting that women don’t directly care about, he will feel better about himself over having won respect and status within a subpopulation and an enviroment which encourages him to feel more powerful and dominant and to feel like he has a better shot. Even if he was in jail or locked to some catholic monastery. He has a feeling of having potential and is not dwelling in the mental and emotional state of loserdom with low T and low ambitions. He has a strong instinctual feeling that his seed is worthy and only waiting for the right moment to be unloaded.
This kind of ties into the whole “be social and network with people and women trust you more” thing and it does not have to even include women. Having male ‘allies’ is a step forwards.
So I was kind of thinking about how often are women like lifeboats during various kinds of failure where a man will fall back on a “Oh well, at least I have her love” or whatever kind of ‘excuse’ to feel better about himself during a lapse of depression or any kind of perceived failure. Could this cause laziness in things such as lifting? Do you mellow out?
Now, personally, I’m kind of divided. I’ll be 25 next monday and quite virginal. Neither do I have many friends, none that I regularly see although I like to think that I’m a pretty easy person to be with and active to establish shallow friendships. I have stayed at roughly the same weight for soon to be three years which feels a bit demoralizing, and hardly noticeably leaner than back in 2010. I like to fall back on thinking that it does not make that big of a difference and being alone, I don’t have to look that sharp. Back in 2008, I dropped 15kg+ as I there seemed to be such a moment but it passed. So I lost a lot of water, flab and probably muscle and never got as fat again. I don’t want to sound like a bitching martyr although I do see myself as a little bit of a martyr. I don’t have much energy and I also try to work very hard on flexibility which is hard as I had the back injury and cannot really lift or bend nearly enough now. The clock ticks and getting more limber gets more agonizing year after year. Other than family, I don’t have many people around appreciating time that I put in especially as a lot of time and effort ultimately is partially wasted over diet habits or other setbacks. I have cravings for recognition(s) and each of such commentaries is what fuels my fire despite any odds, rare as it is. Other than visuals in my head.
I guess the point of this thread is between the lines and I hope someone spoofs this too.