MrMatt
Banned
I was thinking the other day; we hear so much about fat parents raising fat kids, but we never hear stories about families that are in great shape and help their kids live a healthier life. Anyone come from a family like this?
My dad bounced around for a while deciding what he wanted to be. First he wanted to be a runner, then he decided since he liked squatting so much he'd just be a bodybuilder of some type. He could never pick a routine & stick to it for more than a few weeks, and his gains were limited, but for his size he was strong. We were dirt poor when I was young, and as such a gym membership was out of the question. But my dad got a weight set, bench, and rack from friends/yard sales. He then built a cable machine in our basement. He threaded the cable through holes he drilled in the support beams of the basement rafters, then through a system of pulleys used the plates he had bought as the weight stack, tied to the cable hanging down. My mom hated it (she called it the Bozoflex),the house would shake when he would use it and our cats would scream. But looking back it was fairly ingenious.
On my mom's part, she gradually gained weight until I was about 10 years old, and decided that she needed to lose some weight. She stopped drinking soda, cut out what little junk food she was eating, and started walking 3 miles per day, every day, and dropped one pound per week for over a year until she was back down to the weight she was before I was born.
In retrospect I'm really glad I came from a family like this. I was never fed junk food, never once drank soda, juicy juice or any of that horse-shit. I can't even sip that shit now without wanting to vomit. Plus I always got plenty of fruits & veggies, and lean cuts of meat. Anyway, I never said thanks to them for any of this, until now. I just wanted to post something positive since all we hear in the media is about how awful families feed their kids now a days, and the sedentary environment they're raised in. To this day my dad still always asks about my progress in the gym, and always makes sure I still squat or deadlift regularly.
My dad bounced around for a while deciding what he wanted to be. First he wanted to be a runner, then he decided since he liked squatting so much he'd just be a bodybuilder of some type. He could never pick a routine & stick to it for more than a few weeks, and his gains were limited, but for his size he was strong. We were dirt poor when I was young, and as such a gym membership was out of the question. But my dad got a weight set, bench, and rack from friends/yard sales. He then built a cable machine in our basement. He threaded the cable through holes he drilled in the support beams of the basement rafters, then through a system of pulleys used the plates he had bought as the weight stack, tied to the cable hanging down. My mom hated it (she called it the Bozoflex),the house would shake when he would use it and our cats would scream. But looking back it was fairly ingenious.
On my mom's part, she gradually gained weight until I was about 10 years old, and decided that she needed to lose some weight. She stopped drinking soda, cut out what little junk food she was eating, and started walking 3 miles per day, every day, and dropped one pound per week for over a year until she was back down to the weight she was before I was born.
In retrospect I'm really glad I came from a family like this. I was never fed junk food, never once drank soda, juicy juice or any of that horse-shit. I can't even sip that shit now without wanting to vomit. Plus I always got plenty of fruits & veggies, and lean cuts of meat. Anyway, I never said thanks to them for any of this, until now. I just wanted to post something positive since all we hear in the media is about how awful families feed their kids now a days, and the sedentary environment they're raised in. To this day my dad still always asks about my progress in the gym, and always makes sure I still squat or deadlift regularly.
