A guy I went to high school with was almost unrecognizable after one year. He had gained a bunch of weight and lost most of his hair.
So there is something I can do, besides scream like a woman?
Wesley ,'Chosen'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
tommyrot - Sep 23, 2009 6:06:22 pm PDT #10506 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Connie Neil - Sep 23, 2009 6:07:21 pm PDT #10507 of 30001
brillig
his amazing metabolism.
In ten years his metabolism will probably shut down and it'll be Revenge of the Cheeseburger or something.
Jesse - Sep 23, 2009 6:08:52 pm PDT #10508 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
but we saw Bolt win when it looked like he wasn't trying as hard as everyone else.
I'm sure he does overall, though. I mean, he doesn't sit around eating Big Macs and then get off the couch and do that, right?
Matt the Bruins fan - Sep 23, 2009 6:14:02 pm PDT #10509 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
A friend of my late cousin's that I knew to say hi to changed so much that I can barely believe he's the same person, and in fact did not recognize him the first time I saw him after many years. I almost wish he'd been an asshole back in school rather than a pretty nice guy, because the schadenfreude would be delicious if it happened to someone I disliked.
§ ita § - Sep 23, 2009 6:15:56 pm PDT #10510 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm sure he does overall, though. I mean, he doesn't sit around eating Big Macs and then get off the couch and do that, right?
Wasn't it him who ate Mickey D's for the whole competition? I remember it not being healthy stuff. But yeah, he trains hard. It's just that he doesn't have to go all out to win...yet.
In ten years his metabolism will probably shut down and it'll be Revenge of the Cheeseburger or something.
He's only 23. I think he's fine for the next ten years. He looks like a wiry type and most of the runners I've seen age haven't tended to fat with time. Shot put is a whole 'nother ballgame.
Hil R. - Sep 23, 2009 6:20:51 pm PDT #10511 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I've seen a lot of articles saying that Phelps's hyperflexibility gives him an advantage. From what I've read, I've got about the same range of motion as him, and I've yet to figure out how to channel that into being even an average swimmer. Mostly, mine just leads to winning bar bets and freaking out doctors and physical therapists.
sarameg - Sep 23, 2009 6:21:45 pm PDT #10512 of 30001
I may not be as small as I was 16 years ago, but hotdamned, I am a lot more fit, happy with myself and in a better headspace. Some of that recent, but the latter, well. As bad as I've been in that time, had more confidence than I did back there. Still no interest in going to a reunion. I've found those I want to, screw the rest. Besides, small town, it's all been shared.
§ ita § - Sep 23, 2009 6:23:30 pm PDT #10513 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I mean, I know I'm not starting out the same place as everyone else when I train for krav--I put on muscle easily, I'm shamelessly aggressive in the ring, I'm pretty good at reading the fight. But damn if there aren't people born doing what I work at who I envy painfully. It's always like that if you're not named Phelps or Bolt or Armstrong, and even them will probably find a time when it passes.
§ ita § - Sep 23, 2009 6:50:50 pm PDT #10514 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Speaking of McDonald's, here's a density map. Man, the eastern side of the country is saturated.
Lee - Sep 23, 2009 7:05:42 pm PDT #10515 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Watching Criminal Minds. No pigs so far. YAY