No.85816
>>85783That my thread from a year ago still gets visitors is so funny.
You look great, especially your core very well defined.
So that makes 3 confirmed fit Zaryans now, who would like to be the fourth?
No.85817
>>20343>>44342>>44419>>85783im counting 4 here doe am i missing something
>>85816 No.85818
>>85817Yes, including myself that makes 4, I shoukld have clarified other Zaryans
No.85835
>>85816Thanks zaryan I appreciate it
No.85845
>>85843ZEG STOP DOING THIS IT'S NOT FUNNY EVEN DOE IT IS
No.85857
>>20395It's not worth risking it dude
No.85858
(((gym)))
No.85972
>>85970shame on the goyim
No.96473
FUCK YOU
No.96474
>>85783NO THEY FUCKING SHOULDNT
No.96475
This thread has piased me of for FUcking MLntjs
No.96476
Fucnvyoi
No.96477
FUCK YOU AND FHCKING THEIS THREAD
No.96478
Delete it
No.96481
>>96480Why the FUCK would you support this. it pussed me OFF
No.96482
obsessed skinny cuck bumping my old thread out of spite
No.96483
>>96482Everyone should want to be like that
No.96484
How the fuck can people support this
No.96485
>>20346How the FUCK is this worthwhile? It's self mutilation
No.96487
>>20354You shouldn't fucking "lift" at all because it is disgusting even trooning Is better
(USER WAS BANNED FOR BEING A SKINNYCUCK) No.96488
this is aryan everyone should do this
No.96489
>>96487Skinnycord woke up
No.96490
How do I gain weight fast? I suppose I'm strong enough since I can do pullups and taekwondo and shit but I'm still a skinny prick
No.96492
>>96490I think it's important to first off say that if you want to do things right, everything is slow. That being said, you have to make clear what your goal is in detail, because that determines the process you want to follow.
A good guideline is that if you are gaining reps on a lift from week to week you are growing, this holds true unless you have reached a highly advanced level.
The next is to remember to eat, slowly get used to eating more and don't be afraid to put on some fat, as long as you don't go too extreme and gain too much fat things will be fine. Keep track of your weight and the reps and weight of your exercises and things should come naturally.
No.96495
>>96490drink lots of raw milk
No.103384
how do I keep consistent? I'd probably be a gigachad by now if I worked out everyday
No.119845
i wonder if OP still browses
No.119848
>>20343I should figure out a way to lift 40-230 Kilograms with ease
No.119853
>>119852No, I need to carry it, because I can't buy a forklift
No.131172
It has been 2 years since I made this thread, a massive pivot for the worse happened in my life. Since September 2025 I started getting the first symptoms, but at the time I didn't think much of it, just a cough after eating, but it quickly got worse. I won't get into the details of the condition, they aren't relevant anyways, just the effects. October is when I properly got sick and couldn't train anymore, I tried a few times but it would just leave me puking or feeling generally unwell after, so eventually I stopped trying out of futility. I wasn't comfortable the rest of the time either, it got to the point where I couldn't eat anymore and all I did was lay in bed all day, skipping classes more often and dropping a few. Not that they were hard, I just couldn't get myself to do anything.
In December, I was properly diagnosed and put on medication, that helped alleviate the worst of the symptoms, but from then for a year it was a constant struggle against pain, both physically and mentally. By this point I had lost 20 pounds, but I could return to normal eating and my weight stabilized. Exercising was what I loved most, I really wanted to take it seriously. I had just gotten descent equipment for half a year and had the drive to do well, I was making excellent progress day by day, but those dreams suddenly came to a halt. It was very difficult to accept that what I loved doing the most, hurt me so much. I tried 4 times over the course of 2025 to get back into it, all of them ending in failure. I forced myself to make the video in the thread from the beginning of 2025, I just made the video but by that point I was already bad. My existence was a miserable mediocrity, a consistent dull pain that just stayed around. Exercising made it worse. I've had many sleepless nights being held awake from pain. Everything was just too much for me, it slowly diminished my character. Even if I had some times where I was okay, I was consistently going downwards.
The timing of this condition revealing itself was unlucky too, I just started college and while everyone else was making new friendships and doing stuff for their academics or career, I was left behind dealing with this on my own. Needless to say my social life suffered as well as my health and fitness. My academics well behind too, I failed or dropped a quarter of my first years classes just barely being eligible to continue the study. I became a complete outcast. This year wasn't much better I'm still dealing with the compound affects of not doing those classes also dropping a couple here and there. Although I was mostly healed by the start of the second school year, meaning I didn't have the very worst symptoms, I still struggled with some of them, as well as being on medication that didn't make me feel too well either. I was consistently in a depressive state with diminished self-esteem. This trend slowly but steadily worsened as time went on.
November and December where the lowest points. The mental consequences because of the condition and compounding stress and being inadequate just built up and I slowly got bitter and hateful over time. By now my mood awful and will destroyed, constantly depressive as well as having an apathetic worldview. I did some regrettable things during this time and I knew that I needed to do something about myself or else it would be too late for me.
In early January I set out the goal to get off of the medication and somehow live with the condition without it. It was hard and took 3 months of horrible pain but eventually I did do it. The meds are particularly evil because they made me dependent on them for minimum comfort, if I went without it, it resulted in a horrible rebound which I had to endure. I slowly reduced my dosage while also making some lifestyle changes and sacrifices to keep me in good health. I can't say I had any hope at all, every day I thought that it was pointless when a phase of symptoms happened, but I didn't rely on hope just my plan. It was going better consistently. In February I knew the next step was to somehow get my physical health in somewhat descent shape so I cycled my bike, medium-high intensity cardio. The first time I did it, it was uncomfortable and it felt like my chest was being torn apart from the inside, but I could do it consistently and at a high intensity. This helped with the final phase of getting off the meds as it did make me feel better. On March 3rd I took the last pill and after some time of my body getting adjusted I was able to achieve bodily comfort while being off of the medication.
I was finally free of this thing that had ruined my life for the past year and a half, although I am not completely free it is a condition and I need to be cautious with it, but I can treat it. At least no more daily pain and the humiliation ritual of being chronically medicated. I had become a very hateful person, that either expressed as self hatred or hatred of others and the world, however now I was no longer in pain, that hatred melted away and I realized how miserable I had become, I didn't even realize it during the process but with a different perspective everything felt so much lighter now. I am not fully clear of the mental consequences, I still have some repressed resentment and non existent self esteem and bitterness, but still much less than previously, not to mention my academics are still fucked and I somehow need to fix it. Nonetheless, I am at least healthy again. But it is unlikely that I will be able to return to weight lifting. I can bike, but much more is not entirely possible right now. Maybe given more time I might be able to return to it in a limited capacity, but not like I once did. Frankly, I am scared of the possibility that it makes things worse again.
My closing thoughts, it was a wild experience, shit just happens. The picture from September in this thread is from the final shoot I took before the downfall, so that is what my peek remains. At least I didn't lose too much muscle, a bit below where I was 2 years ago. I am thankful for the few friends that made my days bearable. One thing I learned from this is how easy it is to fall for evil when you yourself are in pain, it doesn't require much just a little but as long as it is consistent it withers down any moral character you have given enough time, this is true for both physical and mental pain. Going forward, I need to fix the other parts of my life that went down with my health that is a work in progress. What I would have done differently is try to get off of the medication way sooner, at a certain point it was doing more harm than good. Although it was just the case that I needed to wait for things to heal until I got to the point where I could consider getting off of it. I went through the first tragedy of my life, sunk to the very bottom, crawled my way out.
I'm still alive.
No.131175
>>131172I'm glad you're still with us Zaryan. keep working out for Mymy. I wish the best for you.
No.131177
>>131172weakest resident of japsterdam
No.131208
>>131172This is what being White is about, anyone else would have folded
No.131232
going gym with my friend this summer, gonna lift for mymy and coco and maybe maya and definitely yfke
No.131234
>>131172weakest Zaryan
vs
Strongest Zarty abandoner:
No.131237
>>131234Oh that's where that image came from I was wondering if it was made up considering I didn't see anything like that here geeeeeeg