Confession, whenever someone puts ‘FTW’ I always read it as ‘f*ck the world’…most of the time it still works ![]()
Someone has to uphold the Green Cross Code, it was meant to be a warning, I only had my hands around it’s neck for a second or two but before I knew it the squirrel had lost consciousness.
Ok, confession:
I hate being a noob. I hate not understanding 90% of what I read in the forums, in the articles, etc. I lurk, and I creep, and I never comment because I know I’m gonna sound like a complete airhead. But, to be fair, I only started lifting like, two months ago.
Confession 2: I don’t want to irritate my boyfriend by being weak. No, he doesn’t rag on me, in fact he’s super supportive, patient, encouraging, all of that. And I suppose I’m not really weak…but I just want to be good now - I’m impatient when it comes to self-improvement.
Confession 3: I have no willpower when it comes to food. Especially carbs. Damn carbs.![]()
The best way to not be a beginner is just to start Poppin’ Off, giving tons of advice and making bold, all encompassing declarations.
Then train for 70 days then post in the Pharma section.![]()
90% of what you read is unnecessary or just speculation anyway.
Lift weights, eat food, evaluate your progress and go from there.
I feel this is directed at me, and you seem to have been on my case for a while now. In my defense I wasnt asking how to get huge and shredded. I was asking about losing weight. I’ve been fat for years so now do I have enough time to lose weight?

I don’t give a shit if you fuck your self or not.
I don’t think I have ever been on anybody’s case on this forum. You ask for advice, I gave my opinion. That’s how this thing works.
Sometimes I want to put tuna water on my dog so that the cats chase her around licking her.
Thus far I have resisted this idea, but lately curiosity is getting the better of me.
Apparently you do care. I find it amusing.
I want to see a video of that.
Pour it on yourself and see how long you can evade the cats
Edit: the more I think about that the more I like it. It’d be like playing hide and seek with cats!
Cats don’t look for you. They summon you and wait for you to fold.
j/k
I can’t help but think that this just got a lot closer to the well known dog and peanut butter thing…
I found out today that you Americans make a grilled cheese in the frying pan.
Why the fuck do you call it a grilled cheese then? I’ll never understand you people.
You think that’s bad? I just learned the Scots call the microwave a “frying pan”

Because fried cheese sandwich just sounds too bad, even for us.

Seriously, have you read some of the comments and threads here?
US: Well, UK, I hope you’re ready for mouthwatering grilled cheeses.
UK: I thought we were having toasties. Fried melted cheese sandwiches.
US: Uh, no. I said grilled cheeses . That’s what I call fried cheese sandwiches. It’s a regional dialect.
UK: Hm. Which region?
US: Well my great-great-grandfather once looked at the coast of Scotland so that means I’m Scottish.
UK: Really. Well I’m from Aberdeen and I’ve never heard anyone use the phrase “grilled cheese”.
US: Oh, not in Aberdeen. It’s a Glasgow expression.
UK: I see. And you call them grilled cheeses despite the fact that they are obviously fried?
[later]
UK: Well, America, you’re an odd fellow, but you grill a good cheese.
Post on my training log if you’re still looking for someone to talk to. I’ll make my email address public there for a short while when I read your post.