In high school, my metabolism was out of control. I could literally eat anything I wanted to and not gain a single pound. I was 6’3”, 185lbs and ran track my Junior year. I ate, and I ate, and I ate.
I’ll have a full cheese quesadilla, bacon cheeseburger deluxe, and an ice cream sundae.
Senior year, I worked a lot, still ate, then went to college, and kept eating.
Metabolism slowed down. Physical activity was limited to occasional roller hockey games. Weight started to pile on. The “freshman 15” turned into more and I topped out at around 260 about a year or so ago. It may have been more. It probably was more.
Getting back on track, losing what I had gained has always been in the back of my mind but there were always excuses. Working too much. I have plans. I’ll do it later. Don’t want to be away from the kids. Stuff do to around the house. I’d join a gym and not go. I’d join a gym and get injured from being stupid. There’s a video game to play. There’s a movie to watch.
"Music discovery happens on Radio 104."
*plays Ho Hey by The Lumineers, an overplayed song that debuted on the Billboard charts in 2012.*
So the normal version of Far Cry 4 is… less complete (or incomplete).
Cosmic Encounter, We Play (5/6)
Typing of the Dead: Chapter 3 / MF’r Difficulty
Typing of the Dead: Chapter 2 / MF’r Difficulty