All right so we’re addicted. With that in mind, I have made up the following 12-step plan to help us turn the tide of this shocking epidemic. Feel free to add any of your own points or improve on mine.
Admitted we were powerless over our addiction to training, that our lives had become unmanageable.
Realized that building muscle, reducing bodyfat and improving our health made us outcasts from mainstream society.
Resolved to make toning our goal so as to gain the approval of the sheeple.
Admitted to ourselves that core lifts and heavy weights were detrimental to that goal.
Ordered the latest “get-a-better-body in-30-days-for-three-easy-payments-of-$29.95” gadget from a 3 A.M. infomercial.
Invoked the aid of a higher power. (Richard Simmons or Denise Austin)
Made rice, bagels and pasta the foundation of our diets.
Ate a minimum of protein.
Cut all fats to a minimum, including the good ones.
Resolved to start mixing carbs with fats.
Started reading Shape and Men’s Fitness.
Stopped reading T-Mag and started a massive campaign to have the scourge of a website removed from the web.
The symptoms they posted there can be applied to just about anyone that works out… or at least anyone that takes it somewhat serious. The author of it is definitely an idiot on that part. It would be like “do you watch your diet? If you do, you suffer from anorexia.” No, anorexia is when your starving yourself to death despite being 10 pounds soaking wet, it’s not just dieting.
Bigorexia does exist, just not on the stupid test they posted. It’s when you’ve got a body that would win your trophies and you still think you’ve got the most hideous body around, are too small, too fat… are ashamed when anyone even looks at you. Don’t think it’s exactly the same as going to dinner with friends and not eating cause it would interfer with diet, or going to the gym x times a week without a single skipped day a week. Or even feeling bad for a skipped day. Hell, that’s cause you enjoy it. Not cause you’ve got a problem.
Yeah, with everyone being fat anyone that eats right and works out is weird.
That reminds me of something I heard last night that bugged me. I was cooking some beef broth and my mom told a guest that I was “cooking concoctions.”
How the hell is beef broth a concoction? What the hell is that shit she uses that comes in a can? Hydrolyzed soy shit, msg, and who knows what. But using beef bones and some meat is a “concoction.”
My younger brother thinks I’m weird because I eat saurkraut. He then gets a donut to shove in his fat mouth and a glass of soda. He calls me a loser for eating right and working out, but I can’t only laugh at him since he’s about 1" taller than me but weighs at LEAST 80 lbs more than me and can’t do a single good pushup lol.
Neil, you are weird - you have a ponytail. Just playin man. My younger bro lives w/me and he used to make fun of me for reading T mag. Then I showed him a video of Goldberg deadlifting and he was like, “dude that’s fucking badass, where’s Westside Gym?” Rrrrrrright.
I don’t go to dinner with friends because they always want shit like Chinese or Thai or whatever new asian fusion place is hip.
I can tell you this, though, there has to be something to this psycosis thing.
I hate the way I look no matter how I look. I can cut down to 190 and still be dissatisfied with my appearance. I’m like a hamster on a wheel trying to attain the body I’ve always wanted but never seem to get there.
Is it a bad thing? Yeah probably. It would be cool to be satisfied with my appearance, to one day be proud of what I’ve done with my body. Like a previous poster said, everyone else might think you’re a big dude with muscles and girth but what you see in the mirror is completely different. Since my knee surgery I’ve been unable to look at pictures of myself, I get almost physically discusted. I give a lot of props to people like Heavythrower and Ms. Vedder for posting their pics because I for one can not, not right now anyway. The terror that the dude felt when exposing his six pack is real, and I can relate.
One day I might be satisfied, but until that day you’ll find me digging through t-mag incorporating ways to be leaner, bigger, stronger, and faster, better.
