Odd Feeling: Shameful of being jacked. Then I wasn't.

[swole]

This might sound like the most strange feeling, but fellas today I felt somewhat ashamed of having muscles. It was a result of some comment I mention at the bottom of this post.

I am the only person at work who is built, who takes it to this level of dedication, who has a passion for hitting goals in terms of development. We had an after work function and I wanted to get in, show my face, and get out so I can get home, eat my pre-workout meal and still have enough time to drink a pre-workout shake and swing some primo in my delts before hitting up the gym.

That's fine, people respect and admire it (the dedication, not the swinging primo part - that they do NOT know about lol). I just had to dodge a few comments of how people wanted to have a drink with me and I should chill for a while longer (lol @ the thought of me drinking before a workout). I took it as a compliment, respectfully declined, said my "byes" and started driving home.

I live in a so-so neighborhood. Not ghetto, but not exactly your ideal suburb. There is a 3-family house across the street. All ghetto fams. I get out of my car, some kids are on their 3rd story deck, they make noises to me. Stupid grunting, yelling noises. I could have ignored it, but instead I turned and stared for a few seconds. One of them was like, "oh man he's lookin." Then I turn to my house and walk up to my door when I hear, "oh look I'm on steroids." It could have been something else. But I heard it.

Normally I'd take it as a compliment, but that little comment made me think of how taboo our hobby is. Why is the public so misinformed? Why is it frowned upon? I can't be upset that these kids were poking fun at me. They're just asshole kids who would make fun of an old lady and think nothing of it. For a split second I felt ashamed, like I'm cheating to get the body I want. Ashamed for training, for taking it so seriously that it takes over parts of my life.

Then I realized I wasn't ashamed, but sad. Sad that most people don't have a passion. Sad that people get up, live their lives being bored, going through the motions. Guys. Every day I get up and look forward to my workout. I eat all day to prepare for the raping of a body part. Looking to see what needs improvement, and make those necessary changes. Why? Who knows. I'm obsessed with the rewards. The rewards that don't pay in green, but in shapes. Contours. Bulges. Veins. Striations.

Stay strong fellas, keep the community going. Be healthy. Don't give people reasons to frown upon us. Be smart. Succeed in every other aspect of your lives. Love your family, respect your peers.

swolilolololl

 

[timtim]

cliff notes please. (in a hushed whisper but audible enough) damn juice ball.

 

[ironcheif1984]

This might sound like the most strange feeling, but fellas today I felt somewhat ashamed of having muscles. It was a result of some comment I mention at the bottom of this post.

I am the only person at work who is built, who takes it to this level of dedication, who has a passion for hitting goals in terms of development. We had an after work function and I wanted to get in, show my face, and get out so I can get home, eat my pre-workout meal and still have enough time to drink a pre-workout shake and swing some primo in my delts before hitting up the gym.

That's fine, people respect and admire it (the dedication, not the swinging primo part - that they do NOT know about lol). I just had to dodge a few comments of how people wanted to have a drink with me and I should chill for a while longer (lol @ the thought of me drinking before a workout). I took it as a compliment, respectfully declined, said my "byes" and started driving home.

I live in a so-so neighborhood. Not ghetto, but not exactly your ideal suburb. There is a 3-family house across the street. All ghetto fams. I get out of my car, some kids are on their 3rd story deck, they make noises to me. Stupid grunting, yelling noises. I could have ignored it, but instead I turned and stared for a few seconds. One of them was like, "oh man he's lookin." Then I turn to my house and walk up to my door when I hear, "oh look I'm on steroids." It could have been something else. But I heard it.

Normally I'd take it as a compliment, but that little comment made me think of how taboo our hobby is. Why is the public so misinformed? Why is it frowned upon? I can't be upset that these kids were poking fun at me. They're just asshole kids who would make fun of an old lady and think nothing of it. For a split second I felt ashamed, like I'm cheating to get the body I want. Ashamed for training, for taking it so seriously that it takes over parts of my life.

Then I realized I wasn't ashamed, but sad. Sad that most people don't have a passion. Sad that people get up, live their lives being bored, going through the motions. Guys. Every day I get up and look forward to my workout. I eat all day to prepare for the raping of a body part. Looking to see what needs improvement, and make those necessary changes. Why? Who knows. I'm obsessed with the rewards. The rewards that don't pay in green, but in shapes. Contours. Bulges. Veins. Striations.

Stay strong fellas, keep the community going. Be healthy. Don't give people reasons to frown upon us. Be smart. Succeed in every other aspect of your lives. Love your family, respect your peers.

swolilolololl

Good post bro. Fuck them kids dont listen to them they are just punks with shit else to do ya know.

 

[futurepro22]

inspiring . why be clark kent when u can be superman?

 

[02gixxersix]

Great post bro very inspiring.

 

[Big A]

fuck, i hate more then anything when i hear people around me bashing steroids and users AKA Roid Monkeys, they always talk about all the myths and how much it fucks up your body, they talk about it as if youll die if u do it. I always wanna say something but i gotta hold it in. I dont think it will be a long time before people really understand what exactly steroids are and for them to more accepted in society. No one around me ever bashes Ex or blow as much as they do AAS. I find it really odd that these drugs are more socially acceptable.

 

[airsmith2k]

This might sound like the most strange feeling, but fellas today I felt somewhat ashamed of having muscles. It was a result of some comment I mention at the bottom of this post.

I am the only person at work who is built, who takes it to this level of dedication, who has a passion for hitting goals in terms of development. We had an after work function and I wanted to get in, show my face, and get out so I can get home, eat my pre-workout meal and still have enough time to drink a pre-workout shake and swing some primo in my delts before hitting up the gym.

That's fine, people respect and admire it (the dedication, not the swinging primo part - that they do NOT know about lol). I just had to dodge a few comments of how people wanted to have a drink with me and I should chill for a while longer (lol @ the thought of me drinking before a workout). I took it as a compliment, respectfully declined, said my "byes" and started driving home.

I live in a so-so neighborhood. Not ghetto, but not exactly your ideal suburb. There is a 3-family house across the street. All ghetto fams. I get out of my car, some kids are on their 3rd story deck, they make noises to me. Stupid grunting, yelling noises. I could have ignored it, but instead I turned and stared for a few seconds. One of them was like, "oh man he's lookin." Then I turn to my house and walk up to my door when I hear, "oh look I'm on steroids." It could have been something else. But I heard it.

Normally I'd take it as a compliment, but that little comment made me think of how taboo our hobby is. Why is the public so misinformed? Why is it frowned upon? I can't be upset that these kids were poking fun at me. They're just asshole kids who would make fun of an old lady and think nothing of it. For a split second I felt ashamed, like I'm cheating to get the body I want. Ashamed for training, for taking it so seriously that it takes over parts of my life.

Then I realized I wasn't ashamed, but sad. Sad that most people don't have a passion. Sad that people get up, live their lives being bored, going through the motions. Guys. Every day I get up and look forward to my workout. I eat all day to prepare for the raping of a body part. Looking to see what needs improvement, and make those necessary changes. Why? Who knows. I'm obsessed with the rewards. The rewards that don't pay in green, but in shapes. Contours. Bulges. Veins. Striations.

Stay strong fellas, keep the community going. Be healthy. Don't give people reasons to frown upon us. Be smart. Succeed in every other aspect of your lives. Love your family, respect your peers.

swolilolololl

thats why i love it on this board, its the only place where i feel like im normal for being some obsessed with working out

 

[advanced-stealth]

Nice reply.

inspiring . why be clark kent when u can be superman?

 

[donkeypuncher900]

its because they envy what you have. Common defense mechanism is to ridicule others that have what you want but do not. Think about how the smart but unathletic kids in high schools make fun of the athletic kids (who likely have the popularity and success with women they desire) "those guys are dumb, all they do is drink and fuck their hot girlfriends...they think they are so cool" or how some of the sports types may feel the need to ridicule kids who are smart but lack sports skills (because they envy their intelligence) "look at that scrawny kid, no one likes him" etc...

or anyone who talks shit to anyone else...it is usually motivated by envy and insecurity. Just a basic trait of human nature, some people respond to it by doing stuff like that. (especially ghetto kid types. . .)

I think this however is particular influential on our community, as media places a high value on a large muscular build for a man, and many men lack that quality. Muscles are something that are almost necessarily going to be envied these days, and when someone has envy and insecurity (and immaturity) they are likely to respond like they did to you.

 

[all the whey]

This might sound like the most strange feeling, but fellas today I felt somewhat ashamed of having muscles. It was a result of some comment I mention at the bottom of this post.

I am the only person at work who is built, who takes it to this level of dedication, who has a passion for hitting goals in terms of development. We had an after work function and I wanted to get in, show my face, and get out so I can get home, eat my pre-workout meal and still have enough time to drink a pre-workout shake and swing some primo in my delts before hitting up the gym.

That's fine, people respect and admire it (the dedication, not the swinging primo part - that they do NOT know about lol). I just had to dodge a few comments of how people wanted to have a drink with me and I should chill for a while longer (lol @ the thought of me drinking before a workout). I took it as a compliment, respectfully declined, said my "byes" and started driving home.

I live in a so-so neighborhood. Not ghetto, but not exactly your ideal suburb. There is a 3-family house across the street. All ghetto fams. I get out of my car, some kids are on their 3rd story deck, they make noises to me. Stupid grunting, yelling noises. I could have ignored it, but instead I turned and stared for a few seconds. One of them was like, "oh man he's lookin." Then I turn to my house and walk up to my door when I hear, "oh look I'm on steroids." It could have been something else. But I heard it.

Normally I'd take it as a compliment, but that little comment made me think of how taboo our hobby is. Why is the public so misinformed? Why is it frowned upon? I can't be upset that these kids were poking fun at me. They're just asshole kids who would make fun of an old lady and think nothing of it. For a split second I felt ashamed, like I'm cheating to get the body I want. Ashamed for training, for taking it so seriously that it takes over parts of my life.

Then I realized I wasn't ashamed, but sad. Sad that most people don't have a passion. Sad that people get up, live their lives being bored, going through the motions. Guys. Every day I get up and look forward to my workout. I eat all day to prepare for the raping of a body part. Looking to see what needs improvement, and make those necessary changes. Why? Who knows. I'm obsessed with the rewards. The rewards that don't pay in green, but in shapes. Contours. Bulges. Veins. Striations.

Stay strong fellas, keep the community going. Be healthy. Don't give people reasons to frown upon us. Be smart. Succeed in every other aspect of your lives. Love your family, respect your peers.

swolilolololl

"oh look I'm on steroids."