So, we're all here for one reason or another. Why did you want to start working out?
Me, I've been skinny my whole life. I started doing some minor weight lifting when I was 14. There weren't too many gains because all I did was biceps.
When I was 14.5 I joined a real gym with my friend. I started seeing some better gains, but he stopped going and I couldn't find a ride. At this point I went back to working out at home, doing some small isolation excercises with horrible form, etc.
Then I was at a party, when some low-ego ******* needed a confidence boost and decided to pick on my size. I've always joked with this guy before, but never made it personal like this.
That was six weeks ago and since then I've been on a workout routine hardcore. I'm already starting to get complimented on how I'm no longer that scrawny kid. Every time I think about skipping a workout, I go back to that party... and imagine everyone laughing at me.
For me, motivation comes from anger. What that guy doesn't know, is that in another couple of months I will be able to throw him around like a rag doll (he's not that big himself) and without him I would never be able to do that.
Me, I've been skinny my whole life. I started doing some minor weight lifting when I was 14. There weren't too many gains because all I did was biceps.
When I was 14.5 I joined a real gym with my friend. I started seeing some better gains, but he stopped going and I couldn't find a ride. At this point I went back to working out at home, doing some small isolation excercises with horrible form, etc.
Then I was at a party, when some low-ego ******* needed a confidence boost and decided to pick on my size. I've always joked with this guy before, but never made it personal like this.
That was six weeks ago and since then I've been on a workout routine hardcore. I'm already starting to get complimented on how I'm no longer that scrawny kid. Every time I think about skipping a workout, I go back to that party... and imagine everyone laughing at me.
For me, motivation comes from anger. What that guy doesn't know, is that in another couple of months I will be able to throw him around like a rag doll (he's not that big himself) and without him I would never be able to do that.