I'm sitting here on a muggy Sunday
night, weak from a weekend of playing raquetball
, going to the pool
, andgoing to parties
. It's a good feeling, but I'm pretty hot, so I've got my shirt
off, and what the hell? I've got biceps
! And muscles! I've been working out
regularly for the past six months
, taking some creatin
every once in a while, and would you look at this... all of the sudden I can do 10 pull-ups
with no assistance, do squats
on 235 lbs., bench 175 lbs. Holy Mary in a Jesus Chair
I've always been a skinny, scrawny guy. I always shunned athletics in high school. It seemed like everybody involved in that stuff was either an asshole, an imbecile, or both. I was content to play my video games, read a book, or act in a play. Sure, I used to be in good shape back in early high school. By the time I quit karate during my Sophomore year, I had a brown belt and 5 years of experience, but I was never really built. I was flexible as all hell, and I could keep up with the best of them in a long workout, but I was really too young then to really build any muscle, and we didn't do weight training anyway.
But now here I am thin again after two years of all-you-can-eat deep-fried dorm food and one year of subsisting mainly on spaghetti and flash-frozen hamburgers. I can go to the pool and take my shirt off without being embarrassed. I can got to a raquetball court and kick ass. I'm good at a sport! Whoa.. I'd better slow down here. I think i'm going to eat some chips and play some video games for a while...