The Cave You Fear to Enter Holds the Treasure You Seek
The hardest thing for me to do used to be staying in shape. I used to be skinny-fat during my teens (fat’ish without any muscle) and at some point even a bit overweight. On top of hating training, sweat and everything in-between, I had developed a deep hatred towards jogging in particular.
Man…that shit was so damn intense. I lost every single race that was held in my gym class, and by lost I do not mean not getting first place…I was the last boy to finish. ALWAYS.
So in conclusion, I was the slowest and fattest kid in my class. At least amongst boys, since we had some heavy weight girls there as well. Haha.
I looooved chocolate! I loved chips. I loved all kinds of fast food despite my family being well-off enough to make quality food…
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