Isn´t that nice to make threads as an insomniac?
Well, the thread title is pretty self-explainatory. Write down the most important thing you have done all by yourself in your life.
Mine is..
Losing 40 kgs. This is definitely number 1 in my list. I used to be a FATASS since I was 12, and by 15 yo my weight reached 105 kgs/166cm.
At that point I started inventing excuses so people would stop asking me about it, like getting fat by purpose in order to avoid the army call. Switching point was being laughed at in a bus by two ******* of girls while going back home from high-school.
From that day I never took that bus again, and started walking, taking 20 minutes every day. So many sacrifices! Yet the hardest task was refusing to open the door to my mother knocking at 2am with full meals (I am really not kidding- how would you refuse a home-made cake at 2am? she never sleeps grrr!- but she´s overfeeding the cats at least)
So, it was all about sacrifices, running on the treadmill (I bought one) 40 minutes a day OR walking through the city for one hour and half. Lard, get off!
It took me sth like 10 kgs every year, but all the gay sex I had since the moment I reached an acceptable shape is priceless.
Well, I still can´t grate parmesan on my abs, but I´m working on that, hell yeah. I´m visiting Berlin for the New Year´s Eve, and someone has to take care of all those Germans.
Isn´t just a wonderful thing to have the strength of will to punish yourself in order to get the approval of other people?
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Well, the thread title is pretty self-explainatory. Write down the most important thing you have done all by yourself in your life.
Mine is..
Losing 40 kgs. This is definitely number 1 in my list. I used to be a FATASS since I was 12, and by 15 yo my weight reached 105 kgs/166cm.
At that point I started inventing excuses so people would stop asking me about it, like getting fat by purpose in order to avoid the army call. Switching point was being laughed at in a bus by two ******* of girls while going back home from high-school.
From that day I never took that bus again, and started walking, taking 20 minutes every day. So many sacrifices! Yet the hardest task was refusing to open the door to my mother knocking at 2am with full meals (I am really not kidding- how would you refuse a home-made cake at 2am? she never sleeps grrr!- but she´s overfeeding the cats at least)
So, it was all about sacrifices, running on the treadmill (I bought one) 40 minutes a day OR walking through the city for one hour and half. Lard, get off!
It took me sth like 10 kgs every year, but all the gay sex I had since the moment I reached an acceptable shape is priceless.
Well, I still can´t grate parmesan on my abs, but I´m working on that, hell yeah. I´m visiting Berlin for the New Year´s Eve, and someone has to take care of all those Germans.
Isn´t just a wonderful thing to have the strength of will to punish yourself in order to get the approval of other people?
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