All Right, First let's see how did I manage to fuck myself up:
I've been very physically active till my say 24 years of age, was in good shape and had no problems whatsoever, guess I was always a party überanimal, but worked out a lot, ate healthy, drank a lot of water, had constant fun etc.
THEN I moved to Prague and switched to the routine of hectic nightlife / heavy boozing, occassional smoking, empty sexual encounters and lack of sleep, attending the university and holding a full time executive job in adult over the night.
Add a couple events that I wish never had happened, that left me seriously wounded, depressed, questioning my last beliefs in humanity and I was on the best way to slowly kill myself.
In July last year, I realized I just couldn't work the way I used to, basically had no energy whatsoever, low blood pressure, couldn't get no rest even I could sleep for 10 or 12 hours and my mind just didn't work well.
In November, after four months, I finally went to see the doctor.
They couldn't figure out what's wrong, sent me to all kinds of tests, at the end they found out my kidneys are fucked from the long term abuse with all kinds of various toxins, and the recovery is only possible if I fix my self destructive habits, and is going to take at least 6 months.
So I decided it's time to move,
Quit the job, became a complete abstinent (for three months to clean up), moved out of Prague, which I always hated and the city indeed hated me back, moved to my first college city, where I always felt good.
Sober since December, I moved in in January, in February, as I started to feel somehow better, I started my intense work out routine.
The following is the state from February 3rd, the day before I started:
As you see, it's scary - that's not the tiger that used to cause a hurricane in the female bedroom, that's not the guy that used to do 50 push ups for breakfast without loosing breath.
This is an overweight wasted beer belly dude that can't even ask the girls his age out, cause they'd call a 911.
I'll post the after pics in a bit...
I've been very physically active till my say 24 years of age, was in good shape and had no problems whatsoever, guess I was always a party überanimal, but worked out a lot, ate healthy, drank a lot of water, had constant fun etc.
THEN I moved to Prague and switched to the routine of hectic nightlife / heavy boozing, occassional smoking, empty sexual encounters and lack of sleep, attending the university and holding a full time executive job in adult over the night.
Add a couple events that I wish never had happened, that left me seriously wounded, depressed, questioning my last beliefs in humanity and I was on the best way to slowly kill myself.
In July last year, I realized I just couldn't work the way I used to, basically had no energy whatsoever, low blood pressure, couldn't get no rest even I could sleep for 10 or 12 hours and my mind just didn't work well.
In November, after four months, I finally went to see the doctor.
They couldn't figure out what's wrong, sent me to all kinds of tests, at the end they found out my kidneys are fucked from the long term abuse with all kinds of various toxins, and the recovery is only possible if I fix my self destructive habits, and is going to take at least 6 months.
So I decided it's time to move,
Quit the job, became a complete abstinent (for three months to clean up), moved out of Prague, which I always hated and the city indeed hated me back, moved to my first college city, where I always felt good.
Sober since December, I moved in in January, in February, as I started to feel somehow better, I started my intense work out routine.
The following is the state from February 3rd, the day before I started:
As you see, it's scary - that's not the tiger that used to cause a hurricane in the female bedroom, that's not the guy that used to do 50 push ups for breakfast without loosing breath.
This is an overweight wasted beer belly dude that can't even ask the girls his age out, cause they'd call a 911.
I'll post the after pics in a bit...
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