…and those who can help me, don’t even give a fuck about me.
First off, this is a rant as I’m pissed off at the moment, I don’t really know why I’m posting this anywhere, why I’m posting this here, and I have no damn idea what reply I want. So I’m just gonna throw it out - and be done with it.
You get to a point in your life as a man when your needs become so specialist, it seems like nobody can help. This has long been a source of irritation with me, since I’m the guy every other person comes to with questions that begin with, “How…?”, I’m the guy everyone calls when they want heavy lifting (pun VERY much intended). The tough, prickly, thorny, hard things in life, like how to diagnose a sickly parent when the Doc’s have got it wrong; what career advice to give to a young fella trying to get into a PARTICULAR industry/profession; outlining a strategy to turn around a failing business; adding a new laptop to the home network.
You get the idea.
They want the heavy lifting done, they come to me. But what the hell does anyone else have to offer? Nothing.
I’ve just got down to 18%BF. Now, after YEARS as a fat fucker, the girls are starting to look again. As a bodybuilder, what more do we want?
But what REALLY fucking irks me is advice given from a well-meaning female friend who’s 55, never been with another man apart from her husband, and says, “It doesn’t matter you’re fat, you can still get laid with quality babes!”
Yeah…
Before I hit post, yes, I’m aware you fellas have given me invaluable advice on training and diet. Yes, I get the feeling one of you smart-arses was a player with a gut.
Rant over. Bring it. Whatever “it” is.





