Publisher's Synopsis
Bought a big mirror. Snuck it into bedroom and stripped down to assess physique. Sister and mother burst in carrying cake. Mother said if that was my "birthday suit" I "better get a new one." Sister laughed so hard she blew out all my candles. The first two women to see me naked at 21 both laughed.
Freddy Fox weighs 140 pounds. When he sees a girl lusting over shirtless pics of Justin Bieber, he decides to work out.
MON 16 FEB - Started a plan to do push-ups every day. Did 20 in total and it only took 6 attempts. By the time I do 100 non-stop no girl will ignore me.
A couple of weeks later, and with zero interest from girls, the panic creeps in.
SUN 1 MAR - Happy Birthday to me. If Bieber's born on the same day our mothers must have procreated on the same day. Why have I not procreated? If I don't procreate soon, I'll need a fake birth certificate.
He eats more, steps up his training, and with a bit of new muscle his confidence takes off.
WED 25 MAR - My clothes feel like they're about to burst their seams. I'll soon need to buy everything in medium.
He then finds the wacky world of YouTube fitness and his self-doubt returns.
SAT 18 APR - 2 a.m. Woke up worried about chest. Was scared to look but had to confirm fears. They were confirmed. My chest still looks wonky in the moonlight.
This is a story of gyms and gear, barbells and babes, fake-nattys and one very famous bodybuilder. Based on true events, Freddy shows what's possible when you must become better than your "basement genetics".
