"I'd tell you I'm looking at your form, but I'm really just looking at your abs"

"I don't understand people who go to the gym all the time but still eat loads of carbs and drink beer." Because the gym is my home. It's my family. I feel good about myself when I work out. But, I also enjoy ingesting copious amounts of alcohol, preferably in the form of liquid bread. And if I feel like eating a whole pizza, then I'm going to eat a whole fucking pizza. And I'm probably going to chase it with a sleeve of Oreos and three or four porters or stouts. And tomorrow, I'm going to going to go rock climbing and lift heavy - but it's not to "work off" what I ate today. My worldview is not dependent upon the myopic, aestheticized culture in which we live. I'm not willing to sacrifice one thing I love at the expense of another, because I'm happy just being me. 

11:45 AM - Dad calls Dad: Are you still in bed? Me: Yeah, I had a rough Friday night. Dad: Max, it's Sunday. Me: Sounds about right. So Friday is my cheat day, but it has become my cheat weekend.