A good friend of mine was morbidly obese-- a good 340lbs at 5’10", probably 300lbs of it pure lard. At 23, he would literally almost passout bending over and tying his shoes.
We got a hold of BodyOpus and went to work. The whole time he’s dropping weight, he’s being told by his mother (Nurse Practioner), his grandmother (Master of Science in Nursing), and pretty much everyone else he knew how unhealthy what he was doing was. They’d invite him over to eat, and try to sabotage his diet (Just eat some bread!).
His family would corner me, cry, and talk about their concerns with him “eating all those eggs and vienna sausages.” “He’s going to have a heart attack!” “He’s obsessed.” “He’s needs to relax sometimes.” “He shouldn’t be taking creatine, you don’t know what the long term effects are.”
Strange they weren’t concerned when he couldn’t walk a block without stopping to catch his breath. Strange they weren’t concerned when he was eating two huge bags of Doritos a day from the comfort of his recliner. What finally scared them was his determination and effort. It scares people when they realize that all of the excuses they make for the current condition of their life are crap. They want someone who will empathize with their bullshit, not someone to show them they can succeed.
Within a year he was 180lbs (for the first time since 6th grade) and could jog 4 miles non-stop. His life was completely different. He had women all over him, drawn to his new confidence much more than his physical appearance.
Screw everyone. Feed on their stupidity and sloth.
[quote]Vegita wrote:
IronDude17 wrote:
Your situation comes to mind when I was at college this past year. Some friends of my roommate came by, and of course, they feel it necessary to comment on all my supplements on top and below my fridge (creatine, Surge, greens plus, Metabolic Drive, whey protein, fish oil).
The same girl always asks in a “trying to be funny” tone: You take all that? Do you eat any REAL food? And everytime she comes by, she asks how my protein is going. I wanna slap her but instead, I laugh when she leaves because she is nowhere near physical perfection and her ignorance is entertaining.
I just go along with it and say, “Yea, it’s all I have ALLLLL day! You’re exactly right.” Then she usually stops. Don’t sweat it man, and take pride in what you do because the majority of people just will never understand.
You could tell her the only other thing you eat is pussy and you are hungry right now. Unless she is fat or ugly then just say what you already said.
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HAHA! sound advice, my friend. But, she is certainly not attractive to me and definitely has a fair bit of extra fat so she looks pretty pudgy. Thats why I love it when people like her mock me or anything . . . cuz I know that even though they can make fun of me all they want, I still will be lookin big while she shall continue to eat poorly and have nothing for anyone to look at. If you try your strategy for any hot girls, tell me how it goes!
[quote]dre wrote:
KO421 wrote:
“you shouldnt get to big you will get fat when you get older and stop working out”
My personal favorite is the good ol’ “you know that all that muscle is just going to turn into fat when you get older right?” I use to try to take the time to explain to people that fat and muscle are two completely different things. But they just looked at me like I was from outer space. Now I just laugh and walk away.
Gawd I really do hate people sometimes.[/quote]
It’s funny you should say that. Y’see, I keep a few bars of lead down in the basement, and I’m expecting that they’re going to turn to gold any day now…
[quote]doogie wrote:
A good friend of mine was morbidly obese-- a good 340lbs at 5’10", probably 300lbs of it pure lard. At 23, he would literally almost passout bending over and tying his shoes.
We got a hold of BodyOpus and went to work. The whole time he’s dropping weight, he’s being told by his mother (Nurse Practioner), his grandmother (Master of Science in Nursing), and pretty much everyone else he knew how unhealthy what he was doing was. They’d invite him over to eat, and try to sabotage his diet (Just eat some bread!).
His family would corner me, cry, and talk about their concerns with him “eating all those eggs and vienna sausages.” “He’s going to have a heart attack!” “He’s obsessed.” “He’s needs to relax sometimes.” “He shouldn’t be taking creatine, you don’t know what the long term effects are.”
Strange they weren’t concerned when he couldn’t walk a block without stopping to catch his breath. Strange they weren’t concerned when he was eating two huge bags of Doritos a day from the comfort of his recliner. What finally scared them was his determination and effort. It scares people when they realize that all of the excuses they make for the current condition of their life are crap. They want someone who will empathize with their bullshit, not someone to show them they can succeed.
Within a year he was 180lbs (for the first time since 6th grade) and could jog 4 miles non-stop. His life was completely different. He had women all over him, drawn to his new confidence much more than his physical appearance.
Screw everyone. Feed on their stupidity and sloth. [/quote]
Awesome post and well said, especially the last 2 lines. Glad to hear your friend is doing well. As a FFB, I love hearing of success stories like that.
Yeah, I have to admit, when I have company, which is rare, I’ll toss all the supplements out of site.
Supplements are a funny area. Hell, some people won’t even take medicine when they need it. There is some type of phobia that many people have concerning pills and powders.
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Yea but sometimes these same people have no problem taking vicodine or cocaine
