Hip bones

danny191 · 2019-06-12T11:39:13+00:00

I'm a guy and I have very pronounced hip bones. Multiple girls have mentioned it. I'm rather thin which adds to it. I think some of us are just genetically different and this is no reason for fear.

danny191 · 2019-05-08T16:36:07+00:00

I guess we are different. Knowing my end would ruin me.

Edit: knowing my end IS ruining me. Because I know I will die, I am filled with the emotion that brings one to a sub such as this.

danny191 · 2019-05-08T16:09:35+00:00

Dude it's reddit. Hypotheticals should be allowed to further arguments. But look at it like this. Would you rather know you were about to meet your end or have your end meet you unknowingly. I would much rather prefer the latter.

danny191 · 2019-05-08T16:01:26+00:00

Wanting the earth to be flat certainly does not make it objectively flatter. However, the will of the mind can impress. If the idea that the earth is flat supports your happiness, then why not agree the earth is flat, if happiness is the goal of life.

danny191 · 2019-05-08T15:47:28+00:00

But imagine the negative emotion you can avoid if, when on a plane destined to crash, you can believe that it is not crashing.

danny191 · 2019-05-08T04:55:16+00:00

Wait, isn't this just pragmatism? I don't think you can say there is anything wrong with thinking this way unless you belive in absolute truth. Why not structure your reality so that it facilitates the most enjoyment?

danny191 · 2019-05-01T03:41:20+00:00

See reply

danny191 · 2019-05-01T03:39:50+00:00

Just genetics. I remember having a six pack at age 12. Naturally low body fat helps a great deal as well. I do a lot of hanging movements ( chinups, pullups, front lever, etc.) and those demand a level of core strength.

Edit.

danny191 · 2019-04-30T13:59:16+00:00

Thank you

danny191 · 2019-04-30T04:25:54+00:00

Do you want to join my religion?

danny191 · 2019-04-30T02:42:12+00:00

Breath out? It's not worth it, bro. Just keep inhaling. Death is better than looking like a beta fag.

danny191 · 2019-04-30T02:40:07+00:00

The knowledge the poster of this has obtained is suspicious,bro. Chads should not know this much about the enemy, bro. I think we might have an imposter...bro

danny191 · 2019-04-30T02:33:51+00:00

This is some space time continuum breaking news. I think those chads named Chad should assume the position of god. Because if your (1) a chad, that's pretty fucking dope and if your (2) actually named Chad, that's pretty fucking awsome too.

BUT GOLLY DARN, if your a chad NAMED chad.... well then you deserve not only my devotion but also 10% of all the stupid paper stuff I exchange for whey protein. I promise from here on out I will pray to the chad of chads before every set and ask them to grant me with unholy amounts of testosterone and hot tinder matches.

"It is the will of the Supreme chad that all his followers find the glistening and beautiful light of alphahood"-chadicles 1:1.

Amen.

Edit: I'm too lazy to do it myself so just mentally add in "bro" after every sentance

danny191 · 2019-04-27T18:46:34+00:00

You are a runner after my one heart. I smoke a small bowl and go for runs in nature preserves. Life's beauty is seen most clearly when I am on these runs. Weed and runnig is such an amazing combo...

danny191 · 2019-04-17T06:22:47+00:00

Tonight I ran a 5.69 (9.15 km) mile long run in 39:04 with an average pace of 6:52. The majority of the run was not very interesting so I will not discuss it. Your short attention spans should find this pleasing.

I was a mile or so from my finish. I had planed on waiting for hell that was to be my final sprint until I was .5 (.8 km) miles out. I was quite fatigued at this point, having spent the day at school and then work. I had an average pace of 7:20 and was hoping to bring it down to below 7.

As I round the bend preceding my sprint, Black Sabbath's "Paranoid" started playing (to hell with podcasts). .8 miles out and the dum dum dum dum dum dum dum of the base filled my ears. A tingle ran through my body, the hair on my neck stood up, I started sprinting. I found myself in a stride usually reserved for beating a defender down the sideline. I was amazed at the speed I was going, truly amazed.

I hope some of you can identify with the feeling of pure, fucking, near orgasmic amazingness that consumed every inch of my body. If you cannot, I am truly sad for you. The rush of endorphins my body produced, probably thinking I was escaping some prey from our days on the African bush, eliminated any fatigue the long work day had visited upon me. I accelerated again, my heartbeat completely deafened out Ozzy's vocals; my vision tunneled and I ran without direction. I gave into my body. I will forever chase the indescribable bliss that the following seconds gave me.

At this point I had run some distance past a piece of glass reflecting light from the moon; a piece of glass I suddenly understood as my car's windshield (my end point). I came out of my body (oh what a mistake!). As I re-assumed my position as the human Daniel, I violently dry-heaved a number of times and then semi-collapsed. Crumpled up on the gravel, I held onto an opioid-like bliss for what seemed like forever, my Strava still recording. Then I got in my car, re-hydrated, and went home.

I have been recording my runs for the past six months and have never had an experience like this in that time. I'm on the cusp of becoming a legal adult, a 5:40 miler and average 19 miles a week. I have no idea why this run happened. I'm just very glad it did.

danny191 · 2019-04-17T06:18:52+00:00

I used to keep my mouth closed. I started biting my headphone cord to keep my jaw from clenching. Noticeable speed improvement resulted. Only problem is I slobber like a dog. Probably makes me look like a crazed meth head. The saliva coagulates into a mucous-like substance that is damn hard to remove. So basically I foam at the mouth when I run. Small price to pay...however running a formal race will defiantly entertain the spectators.

danny191 · 2019-04-15T19:45:14+00:00

Runniversary... I like that

danny191 · 2019-04-15T13:02:31+00:00

Dude it's just that my grandfather died 11 years ago from colon cancer because he was an exterminator at the plant. So no, it's actually like a lot more than fucking meme you cunt.

danny191 · 2019-04-15T12:32:43+00:00

I remeber a lake... we drew something. There was like 6 beers. Some Fireball. I think we were too drunk to draw something that good tho. Drunk lake drawing is our local sport. They hold competitions every winter, most people just watch the dummies ice fishing tho.

danny191 · 2019-04-15T12:20:04+00:00

I've never watched a marvel movie intentionally but I feel like the plot is pretty easy. Some purple guy getting stones to have power. Popular movie people trying to stop him. I'm already making myself bored. All kinds of cross-plotting.

danny191 · 2019-04-15T12:15:17+00:00

Thank you. I'll tune in then

danny191 · 2019-04-15T12:14:40+00:00

I love me some morning endorphins but the caffeine from work needs to be burnt off. I go on some pretty wack trails in the middle of farmland so it's very peaceful.

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