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But it was the WRONG kind of weight...
Instead of going from chubby guy to the buff guy I had imagined, I ended up looking really skinny.
I was damn frustrated, all that effort had resulted in nothing. I then realized that if I wanted to become the man I wanted to be, I'd need to put on some muscle.
But I certainly didn't want to get fat again, so I had to figure out a method for putting on muscle without looking like a sumo wrestler by the end. Being a busy student, I also couldn't spare much time to work out either.
And still being in college meant that I had no money for all the fancy supplements. At the time I felt like I had all the odds stacked against me. But I was so determined that it didn't matter one bit...
So I started.
I started reading up on all the free websites I could find. I bought a few muscle magazines to see if they had any tips. I forked out a weeks wage on some protein powder that claimed to make muscle building a breeze. I even had a weight training program designed for me by the gym instructor.
Then I hit it hard.
I was in the gym all the time. I was broke because of the supplements and the gym fees, but I didn't really care. I knew my dream body was around the corner and some of the big problems in my life would slowly drift away...
But it didn't happen...
After a couple of months of following the advice of the people in internet forums, muscle mags and even the gym instructor, I still looked the same. I wasn't skinny, I wasn't fat, I was skinny fat.
Imagine having almost no muscles and a beer gut too. The "Buddha" had turned into ET. Try and imagine how low I felt at this point. I'd put so much into it, but just about all my hope had faded.
I was still super jealous of all the fit guys at school. They were treated like Gods by the other guys and they had girls all over them. I knew I wanted it so bad, I had to figure out how to do it.
So I used the one thing I had.
But it was the WRONG kind of weight...
Instead of going from chubby guy to the buff guy I had imagined, I ended up looking really skinny.
I was damn frustrated, all that effort had resulted in nothing. I then realized that if I wanted to become the man I wanted to be, I'd need to put on some muscle.
But I certainly didn't want to get fat again, so I had to figure out a method for putting on muscle without looking like a sumo wrestler by the end. Being a busy student, I also couldn't spare much time to work out either.
And still being in college meant that I had no money for all the fancy supplements. At the time I felt like I had all the odds stacked against me. But I was so determined that it didn't matter one bit...
So I started.
I started reading up on all the free websites I could find. I bought a few muscle magazines to see if they had any tips. I forked out a weeks wage on some protein powder that claimed to make muscle building a breeze. I even had a weight training program designed for me by the gym instructor.
Then I hit it hard.
I was in the gym all the time. I was broke because of the supplements and the gym fees, but I didn't really care. I knew my dream body was around the corner and some of the big problems in my life would slowly drift away...
But it didn't happen...
After a couple of months of following the advice of the people in internet forums, muscle mags and even the gym instructor, I still looked the same. I wasn't skinny, I wasn't fat, I was skinny fat.
Imagine having almost no muscles and a beer gut too. The "Buddha" had turned into ET. Try and imagine how low I felt at this point. I'd put so much into it, but just about all my hope had faded.
I was still super jealous of all the fit guys at school. They were treated like Gods by the other guys and they had girls all over them. I knew I wanted it so bad, I had to figure out how to do it.
So I used the one thing I had.