I, like so many others, am not entirely happy with my body. I've always been too skinny and subject to comments and jokes. I laugh it off, because I have a load of self-irony, and I dish out jokes myself. Nonetheless, I obviously don't want this skinny body forever. I have tried various diets to gain weight and gym regimes to gain muscle, but nothing has worked so far. I cannot say that I have been adamant in my efforts, but being a medicine student and having to deal with the stress that comes with that, on top of being generally kind of lazy, it is hard to find the time and motivation. A lot of guys pull motivation from their lack of success with girls. For better of worse, I don't really have a problem in that department, so no motivation is to be had from this. I recently reached the age of 24, and I am actually starting to gain a little weight, sadly, in all the wrong places. But it's weight nonetheless so I take it as a good thing! My diet these days include a lot of junk food and I party a lot leading to copious amounts of alcohol and carbs being consumed. There have been periods where I make a real effort. Times where I research how to gain muscle and follow strict plans, but all of this is too much. I get lost in all the information and eventually, feeling exhausted, I decide that I'm fine the way I am. I would have to flip my entire life around, and the people writing about this always seem to be people who don't have anything else in their lives and do nothing but work out and chase girls. No, I will not make this my life. I want to conduct an experiment in which I say fuck the diets. Fuck the supplements. Fuck the research on how to do each exercise perfectly. I got other things to do. But I will go to the gym. If i can only do that and see some results, then maybe I will find more motivation and time as I go along. The goal is not to look like some bodybuilder. What the goal is, I am not entirely sure. I just want to look a little better, a little bigger. We will see where this experiment takes me. So now starts the lazyman's gym regime.
The first day is the worst. I currently live in Budapest and there is a lot of bodybuilders here. Me standing with weights among these half-ox half-men must have been a comical sight.
At one point towards the end of the session when I was doing bicep curls, I had to step down from 7 kg weights to 4 kg weights (I know, hilarious) and I felt ashamed. I felt like finding a spot in the corner so they don't see what puny weights I use. But then I thought: why? We all have to start somewhere. So I took these 4 kg weights and stood right in the middle of the gym for everyone to see. If I am going to be coming there a lot, it would be foolish to care what anyone else thinks.
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