Deleted member 7448
Name is Abdu, live in Laos, born on 24.08.1992.
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I was a weakling since I was a kid. Never could even do a pull-up. For P.E classes my mom always had to get me a form from the doctor each semester so they would move me to a group that didn't have to do as much.
And I still can't stand exercise, so many years later. Every single fucking second exercising is hell for me, I really fucking hate it. Not to mention that my frame totally sucks (narrow shoulders and tiny wrists, but a fat ass and belly). When I went to the gym for like 3 or 4 months in highschool I saw 0, fucking 0 progress.
Of course, after my years as an alcoholic my heart is kinda fucked. So in order to prevent my heart from exploding at 30, I've been doing 40 push-ups each day for almost like a year and a half. But it still beats super hard, fast, and irregular for a few minutes after the workout. And still, after 2 years, I fucking hate it every single day. Every day I curse those fucking push-ups, and I do them half-heartedly and really quickly so I can get it over with. For a few days I tried doing them at a higher quality and I gave up, it was too hard. Went back to quick push-ups with my arms wide apart. For the past few days I added 40 squats, cause I can feel my body growing more and more unhealthy. But I still do them with shitty form.
And I still can't stand exercise, so many years later. Every single fucking second exercising is hell for me, I really fucking hate it. Not to mention that my frame totally sucks (narrow shoulders and tiny wrists, but a fat ass and belly). When I went to the gym for like 3 or 4 months in highschool I saw 0, fucking 0 progress.
Of course, after my years as an alcoholic my heart is kinda fucked. So in order to prevent my heart from exploding at 30, I've been doing 40 push-ups each day for almost like a year and a half. But it still beats super hard, fast, and irregular for a few minutes after the workout. And still, after 2 years, I fucking hate it every single day. Every day I curse those fucking push-ups, and I do them half-heartedly and really quickly so I can get it over with. For a few days I tried doing them at a higher quality and I gave up, it was too hard. Went back to quick push-ups with my arms wide apart. For the past few days I added 40 squats, cause I can feel my body growing more and more unhealthy. But I still do them with shitty form.
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