If you do lift, stop wasting your time on this post.

^(If you're fat, stop eating TODAY and don't you touch a spoon or fork until you have a BMI of 20 again. (Do some research on the vitamins you'll need, though.) I've never done it but supposedly the hunger fades after some days. And you will not die. When you're slim, you can go ahead and read this post.)

Now you're a skinny redpill aware guy, but you don't lift. I understand why you don't. Six months ago I had known TRP for a year and a half but I hadn't ever lifted either; and I had very logical reasons not to. My thought of what it was, was just wrong; and the simple practices to make it something I now enjoy just hadn't crossed my mind yet.

I thought lifting was a boring and exhausting chore that'll probably lead to mediocre gains at best. And you could never quit with the awful burden, because you'd lose your muscle again anyways like you lose the smell of having showered on a hot summer's day.

In comes the accountant of the mind: am I going to commute to the gym three times a week to suffer and be bored for two hours, for the rest of my life, only to look marginally better? Hell no!

Indeed, if I had to go to a gym, it would be a chore. If you think that's just too much of hassle and/or too awkward, you're probably right.

The solution is so simple I'm even hesitating to keep typing this post. Lift at home. Buy a couple of dumbbell handles and individual weights; about 20 to 40 pounds per arm will be all you'll need in the coming half year. You can buy them second hand from some loser who couldn't keep his New Year's resolution: don't allow yourself to not try this for fear of expending 20-50 bucks on something you'll supposedly never use.

The advantages are numerous. You can fail at this and no one will ever know. At home, you can give it your all without fear of looking ridiculous: in the beginning I could barely hold 20lbs in my hands without gasping for air and sweating profusely. A few reps and I had to rest. You can combine the resting with the meaningless shit you'd otherwise be doing in your free time.

At home, the threshold is extremely low. You don't have to commit time to start lifting, you just pick them dumbbells up and have a feel of their weight in your hands for a few moments. Neither are you paying for a subscription at the gym. When they're laying around at home, you can pick them up any time. When you have to study but can't concentrate. When you're watching tv, youtube or movies and there's advertisement on or it's becoming boring and you feel useless. You can listen to some music while lifting.

Looks are probably not strong enough a motivation for you. But believe me on this one: the lifting in itself is fun. You feel energized; conversely it's a great feeling of accomplishment to feel the strain in your arms; you've done something when otherwise you'd have spent an hour being bored today. The looks that start coming after five months or so are really just a bonus. It's also great to witness your progress in becoming stronger.

The commitment is literally a one-time 50 bucks, max.

I'll conclude with a diary entry of mine. Feel free to skip or hate.

What was so fun about online games like tribalwars or supremacy1914 back in the days? What is so fun about cultivating perennial crops? On the one hand, they are about progressive development, which is always satisfying to witness. On the other hand this progress requires just the right balance of your effort and planning versus patience. If there were no pruning of fruit trees and only passive waiting in a game, the result might as well not be your creation to begin with; but if development were only a linear function of inputted effort, like making money at a regular job is, it would be boring and repetitive and no satisfaction could be derived from it while doing other things in life. Instead, a good game or a fun crop to cultivate regularly requires some of your attention such that it stays engaging, but it also leaves you with a lot of waiting time during which you can do other stuff and acquiesce in the thought that the project is growing.

These same properties make growing an athletic physique such fun: while you have to put in the effort of lifting regularly and you have to plan or just remember to eat well (keeping you engaged with it every day), the majority of the time you can rest (have to rest) and let the wonder that is your organism do its thing. Better than computer games or gardening, the result is not some virtual nation or a well-pruned fruit-bearing tree, but your own glorious physical body: your vessel for existence.

Discipline yourself to take action. Do this thing that you're presently sure of you're going to fail at. Just take the word of a random guy on the internet, seeing that the "risk" is so low.

Francis

^(This is not such an insightful post to most but I hope it reaches some presently non-lifting guys out there.)