Okay, little about me. Obese kid when i was younger. 1.78 m and 100 kg on my worst. At 23 i was basically a pariah. On my darkest day i had given up and accepted that i would be alone and never enjoy life expect the foods.

So what happened? Easy, like in addiction, you need to hit rock bottom for the best chance to get out of it. For me it was romantic relationship that ended in humiliation and embarrassment. The thing about hitting bottom is that it does something with us, something primal. Our ancestor have survived because of this primal instinct and only when we are on the verge of losing our chance to live life (and just exist) it kicks in.

What happened next what really saved me. A gym opened up across the street i lived in. Only 2 min away. I could dress, train, come home and shower and relax. The laziness of it forced me to go every day. What you sow is what you reap..

Now here is what is special by fat guys that starts to get in shape. The first weeks/month you loose weight fast. But its not the real fat, its basically water. But hell, its a great motivation. However my plan consisted basically of cycling/running/spinning. Great for the heart, but for people that is fat and never been fit you do not look good. Your muscles are weak and you probably have an uneven symmetric look. After four months and 15 kg down you basically look a less version of the fat fuck you were four months earlier.

You need to lift, no doubt about. Muscles are the building blocks of a visual success. However i went the full away and also had a chiropractor helping me with my back, some expensive cream to smooth my skin, teeth whitener and other vanity products. Finally after 4 more months the first compliment came.

Some of you will never experience this, and that is good because you should not be in a state where you can improve from. But for a a lazy fat fuck all his life to hear "you look good, have you lost some weight" for the first time, its euphoria. Its happiness, joy and and a sense of achievement. Its a fuck you to all those imaginative reasons you blamed for your own shortcomings. Its the first drop on the other side of the weight scale from where all the remarks of being bullied was. wish every person this happiness. This again leads to confidence, not the fake one that you tried to sell when picked last in sports or when you tried to convince your parents that the reason you were home this Saturday was because you wanted to, it is pure real confidence.

As most people know here, real confidence coming from hours of sweat is aphrodisiac to woman. No better wing-man than a real believe in yourself. And why should you not, you defeat a demon that followed you since you can remember.

So what comes after? Training and more training. For me there was a period were it was my life. However, there are some things a fat f**k has to take into consideration. After a while, it is not enough just to train to get improvements. You need to plan your time, your workout and your food to go to the next level. Here is where many people fall off. And they start enjoying life. Why should they not.

We finally get the life we coveted. We can pick up woman at the train. We can get ONS and we finally feel the inclusion that we felt denied from us the whole life. We have more sex than we ever thought was possible and we are basically on top of the world.

If you are successful young male that always had been the good looking athletic one, ask yourself, if you never got that attention a whole life and then suddenly you get overflowed with it, could you handle it?

Now also take into consideration that we often are a product of our environment. Many are not fluent in social lingo and cutyme since there was never was a social arena at 13-19 years to practice and create those skills. You are basically thrown into a deep end of the social pool at an age where you should have learned to swin many years ago. However it does not matter, because we are on the social scale where people forgive us more easily. But the fact that we need to learn on the job still a factor. And you will make a fool of yourself, many times. However, this is like getting resistant to bacteria. First times you get the flu, but after a while you shrug it off, and you adapt the mentality of "Nothing lost if something learned".

Another point is that many of us comes into an essential crisis. Where the days and years went by earlier and you never thought about anything else than to exist and find a job to provide you with the means to exist you now believe in the future, maybe a wife, kid, or maybe a trip to the Asia with new friends. It does now not longer seems like a fantasy stored in the deepest part of the brain, but as a possibility where its all up to you. You touch the realm of what was distant dream not that long ago. You can conquer mountains, you believe you can be the person you always dreamt of being. As most kids got a whole youth to decide and think about this, you are forced to reflect and decide within a very short time.

Some will also get mad. For me there was the realization that i was with "no chance" my younger years. The goal of female intimacy that seemed so far away for a quarter of a life is now easier than getting a good beer to a decent price anywhere after 10 at night. You are mad, maybe at yourself, maybe at the society for tricking you, but you are mad. 2 years after dreaming of just a night where a girl would just sleep next to you, you are now with the possibility to choose which one you think will stay the shortest before calling a cab.

And here is the real glory lies. Like Lombardi preached, "a true winner is those who stands up taller than before after a loss and gains victory from those defeat".

Okay, sorry but this was just a thoughts from a former fat fuck that finally manage to overcome a hill that had been blocking the view of the world for too long, on a winter wedensday.