Re: You un/healthy bastard
Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2025 3:18 pm
Hey welcome back and good on you! I am always astonished at the American diet when I visit. I know that the phrase "How are you even alive?" is overused, but it does cross my mind. Between that and all the caffeinated soda, I sometimes wonder. Get into all that fish and all those veges man!ChudFusk wrote: Mon Jun 09, 2025 5:47 pm Yo yo yo
I came out of a gnarly depression last month that took away my appetite, and I took the opportunity to completely switch up my diet. Now I eat mostly raw and fermented vegetables, except for squash which I lightly stir-fry. No bready shit, no meat except Omega-3-rich fish, no processed food, no sweets, no artificial crap except the occasional energy drink when life is especially demanding. My guts are still not used to it so I gotta blow ass as soon as I eat, but it's a price I can afford to pay. Cherry tomatoes brought me out of my depression, no joke. They're like little balloons of sunshine. And man I love olives. I'm making my own sauerkraut. I eat sprouts with ginger dressing like it's birthday cake. Feels good man.
Exercise is a whole other challenge. I used to take Kratom for my knee injury and the arthritis that's spreading throughout my body, but I feel like it sapped me of dopamine and serotonin so I quit cold turkey while I was in the depression. It made the mood disorder worse for a bit but then much better. Now everything fucking hurts! I try to take a walk every day but everything fucking hurts. I can't do high impact exercise anyway due to the very fucked knee situation, but even if I wanted to I couldn't because everything fucking hurts! Everything fucking hurts. But I don't feel bad about it any more. Just gonna keep eating these salads and fruits and nuts and hope I can get down to a weight that will make harder exercise easier.
Noice! Congratulations.Charlie D wrote: Sat Dec 20, 2025 7:20 pm Just hit a goal: I just bench pressed two thirds my body weight.
Six months ago, I couldn't fit into my "nice shirt"; I couldn't see my dick. My partner's mom told me I couldn't lose the weight; I took that as a challenge. I don't like being told I can't do something.
I switched to a low fat, high protein, high fiber diet. I beat the basement gym's ass.
Six months ago, I couldn't bench press a hundred pounds. Tonight, after six sets of twelve reps every night, I did one forty.
The body building forums say I should be able to do half my weight at this point. I hit that mark two months ago.
My tits are gone. My pants sag. I can see my dick.
Pretty proud of myself.
If I can do it, you can do it.