A couple of days I go I watched the movie "Diaries of a Wimpy Kid." I like the movie because it reminds me of myself years ago. I was totally unpopular among the girls and a simple smile from a crush was all it took for me to be happy. I never had the opportunity to talk to girls because I was afraid no one would even reply. I mean, who would even notice a wimpy kid like me.
I blame my wimpiness from being so skinny. Any guy could bully me. I went to a public high school where every other person should be tough... Including girls. Bullies were everywhere. The first targets of bullies are always the skinny ones. Bullies thought twice when facing fat kids. Fat kids, when provoked, fight back and they do pack a punch. Skinny kids, punch weaker than girls.
So yes. I can't blame bullies for choosing us weak kids.
My world changed when I saw this girl see. She wasn't the prettiest girl in school. I wasn't stupid enough to make a move on the prettiest. People would've clobbered me if I did that. People will clobber me even if they just had the slightest hint that I liked it.
I wanted to get laid too. So all it did was a push of my manly hormones and there it was. I started working out. I kept joining other guys working out. If someone did 100 pushups in school, I'd try to go for 110. I did say “try” right? Coz I only managed to 90 reps. My point is, I strived. I did my best to become a better person. I hated being pushed. I hated being a wimp. I hated myself and I loved what I could become.
My journey to fitness.
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