I don’t think she has any room to insult anyone, when she pretty much insulted her own face by getting all that work done, and ruining her career.
You wanna talk about shit movies, what the hell kind of excuse for a film were the new TMNT movies, that she both starred in?
I bought a chromecast a few years ago. I have been living in a state of constant anxiety over the thought of accidentally casting porn to my TV in the middle of dinner or some other inappropriate moment.
An ex girlfriend of mine used to facetime her mum from my laptop.
I was always terrified I’d be mid-porn session and she’d facetime me, which I’d accidentally accept and she’d get an accidental webcamming session out of me.
There’s only 2 TMNT movies, and the best is TMNT 2: The Secret of the Ooze. Even if you discount Vanilla Ice’s SUPAJAM song, there’s no getting around this sick burn that I missed when I was like 10 and rediscovered several years ago:
Ha!
Yeah I referencing the two newer ones
Are you from the boroughs too?
Yup! I was born and raised on City Island, actually. Most people just go there for seafood, but it’s got a tight-knit and very cool community. I moved to VA after I had children (cost of living) and my mom moved to Long Island for a while, but a couple years after my dad passed, my mom moved back to City Island and we scattered my dad’s ashes at the cemetery on the island. I thought of reaching out to some T-nationers like flipcollar did a while back when he visited but I was occupied with family (and my own 2 toddlers) the entire time. Perhaps when I’m home by myself next.
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Cool! Maybe you’ve known I lived in Queens for much of my life, for 37 years. I’m 39 now and moved to Long Island in the summer of 2017, first to Babylon, and then this past summer my wife and I got a house in Patchogue. I started my new job in Westhampton about two months ago.
I love it here in Suffolk, LI. I overdosed on borough life; I couldn’t take it anymore!
I’ve never been to visited City Island. I worked in the Bronx for two years and when I was a child my mom and I would go to Riverdale to visit my great grandmother.
As you know, we met flipcollar when he came to NYC. I’d hang out again (though I honestly have to mentally prepare myself to go to the boroughs, lol).
Related to my previous posts, I once again stumbled upon an Instagram post in which a popular fitness buff mentioned age again. Two weeks ago, I read another post mentioning one’s age, that time by a guy who’s now in his late 40’s but has been calling himself an old man since he was 35!
I’m actually starting to love the flame-free stipulation of this thread. This makes it so that I can be my oftentimes jaded self with impunity! 
In congruence with my notice of fitness and bodybuilding gurus’ hangup with age, there’s what I for years have thought of as a fitness guru breakdown that occurs in middle age. This is when such gurus start venturing into self-help content and become zany and seem to lose touch with ordinary life for ordinary people. Perhaps it might occur because after some time there is very little to write about for lifting and food.
I think some of them start losing touch with reality. They recommend a series of practices to tend to every nook and cranny of the mind and body that I think reveals a sort of self-obsession and living in one’s head (although to their credit they are helping some people).
Some of these practices:
stretch and foam roll every night or morning
take a contrast shower after workouts
meditate everyday
have an “hour of power” every morning, reflect on what’s in store for the day
read a great deal
take a walk before or after every meal
walk after every half hour of sitting
only eat organic
don’t eat farm-raised animals
Don’t get me wrong. I am all for self-actualization, but sometimes this stuff just strikes me as weird and self-obsessed. Along with these practices, there are exclamations and angst-laden statements.
After reading or hearing such recommendations and statements for some time, I thought to myself, "Who the hell has time for all this stuff, or the emotional room to constantly be in some type of yoda-like tune with every fiber of one’s being?! I don’t know about anyone else, and perhaps I’m a late bloomer, but with one kid (aiming for more children), a home, a wife, friends, and a tight-knit family (my in-laws and my parents are very tight with us and I speak to one of my uncles almost daily), staying in shape, work, commuting, errands, I simply don’t have much room to focus on myself constantly.
When my commutes to and from my old job were spanning 90 to 120-plus minutes, upon waking up, knowing I had a brutal stop-and-go ride for such time, I thought to myself, “I gotta get the f— out of here!” That’s how it is for many people with lives. The same goes for getting ready to get out of work when there’s stuff to do and working out. When I work out now, though I love the gym, I can’t help but think to myself, “I want this to end soon. I need to get home.” That’s why I plan on building a home gym next Spring. I wanted it to happen this past summer but it wasn’t possible then.
My suspicion is that much of this self-obsession and practices stem from lack of experience in what we often refer to “the real world”. I’ve noticed most don’t have kids or have never been in the employ of someone else. This is NOT a dis, just something that popped up in my thoughts after reading and listening to these people for a long time.
On the other hand…
Caveat - this is not meant to flame, just to present the other side of the coin.
After four careers (at least), living in the four corners of the country (Oregon, California, Florida, Maryland, and now Long Island), and having two kids (15 and 12), and turning 55, I’ve found my lack of self awareness to be limiting to my development and adversely impacting my ability to be present for my kids, my wife, and my job. This resulted in a pretty healthy self medication habit that I’ve been working through by doing yoga, meditation, and breath work.
Admittedly not for everybody, but it seems to be helping me. Of course, I am the opposite of what you described in terms of life experience.
I confess that, even though I’ve been wearing my glasses since Oct in preparation for LASIK surgery, I still take them off before videoing myself in my workouts, because I am vain.
This is a bad move, because my eyes are so bad I legit cannot see the rings on the bar while setting up to deadlift.
Go to bed. Repeat.
I’m pretty sure that’s all there is time for at this point. I guess I should’ve been more successful with my career choice so that I could afford to stay home all day and still pay the bills.
So you’re telling me that getting up at 5.30am every morning to light my gratitude candles has been a waste of time???
Now that my commute has been reduced to 25 minutes I’m actually back to my breakfast-time YouTube binge. 
With my previous job I’d sometimes be in the gym as early as 3:45. No time for my hour of power to reflect on my activities of the day: four-plus total hours in commuting for the day, eight to nine hours of work, and going home to my son and wife.
Most people are too damn busy and occupied for such constant self reflection.
I’m glad to hear that. Reading of 90-120 minute commutes both ways in stop and go traffic was giving Me anxiety.
I don’t know why anyone stays in the city… It only leaves you a handful of hours in the day to take care of yourself and see your family. F that.
Yup! I LOVE my new life in the suburbs and my new commute of 25 minutes each way has left me with about four hours more to do what I need or want. Much of the boroughs of NYC are gross and I’m glad I left Queens. City and apartment life was destroying me mentally.
I used to complain about driving 30 minutes each way at my old job. I couldn’t imagine 4+ hours. Now I drive 5 minutes each way.