Unless you are a published theoretical physicist and have earned a Master of Science and two
PhDs, have an IQ of 187, and went to college at 11, research String Theory at Caltech, switched
disciplines from bosonic string theory to heterotic string theory and reconciled the black hole
information paradox using a string network condensate approach, worked on the string theory
implications of gamma rays from dark matter annihilations and considered a method for
optimizing a 500 GeV particle detector to this end, jointly wrote a paper on supersolids to be
presented at an Institute of Experimental Physics topical conference on Bose-Einstein
condensates, keep a whiteboard in the living room for scientific theories containing virtual
particles in quantum mechanics or series of Riemann zeta functions, then no I will not ask you
any questions
____________Well, first of all, let me start of by saying my stats are about 6'0 120 lbs. Pathetic. I know. I've
been like this for all my life, a walking stick. Well, I've decided enough is enough, and said I'm
going to join a gym.
Well I was terrified, A skinny piece of crap like me entering a gym, everyone's going to laugh,
point, and kick me out, but I just told myself, remember all the people who ever made fun of you
through out life, it can't get any worse then that, and use that as motivation. So I did.
I entered the gym and my freakin legs were shaking, no joke. I have a routine that I am going to
use, but today I said I'm just going to go in there and get a feel for the place, try a few excericises
and gtfo. Well I walk in there, and I just see a bunch of bikes and treadmills, then the weights
behind them, I was about to throw up i was so nervous, so I just jumped on the first treadmill in
front of me. I turned it on, and watched the lifters.
F, these guys were HUGE. I mean MASSIVE, I said no way in HELLO am I going to go in there,
so I got off the machine, and started to walk towards the door then...