“looking fit and healthy” is not a fucking health benefit. also, you can definitely become addicted to exercise. whether or not you think that’s a bad thing is your deal, but a “runner’s high” has no bearing on one’s long term happiness. like a drug experience. you can keep doing the drug, but don’t act like it’s not what it is, or that it is what it isn’t. you think i’ve never experienced that before, like maybe i just don’t know what it’s like? i wasn’t bothered before, but i am slightly bothered now.
i am literally super stoked for people who really love to fucking swim laps or whatever. if you found something that makes you feel good, by all means, you should go for it. i really fucking like doing drugs, but i don’t try pushing it on everyone that i meet. you know why? because that guy is a fucking asshole. a lame, douche-y fucking asshole. that’s how being a pushy fitness person appears to people who couldn’t give a shit. real talk: you don’t know me. you don’t know i have a fine time sleeping, so butt the fuck out. i wasn’t all up on this blog taking a STAND AGAINST EXERCISE!, and saying that people who run creepy blogs named things like “the need to be fit” are sad is HARDLY a “serious generalization”. sorry i’m not sorry.
i will say that saying that fitness is a sad hobby is not sensitive to people who just really love doing crunches. i don’t think that i’m better than anyone just because i’m not an obsessive gym-rat. even if i do find that it is a boring and uncreative thing do to with one’s time.
when i need a self-esteem boost, i look in a fucking mirror. i am already fucking awesome, there is no work to be done. i am already perfect. this picture is proof.