This post is one of the reasons why I actually consider shaving my head from time to time. I was never bodybuilder-huge but I was 260 pounds and muscular at one point and could easily achieve that again if I went back on creatine (I'm about 220 right now). Weight lifting and rock n roll are the 2 "loves of my life" and why I can't stand losing my hair is because of the latter. However, the Propecia that I'm taking is affecting my ability to build muscle and get good lifts so that's the main reason why I will not commit myself to taking it for the rest of my life (and why I won't get one of those stupid strip transplants).
05-02-2013 03:16 PM
NotBelievingIt
Me thinks you don't know what creatine actually does if you think you need it to gain 40lbs.
05-03-2013 12:56 AM
zacko92
^ doesn't realise what creatine implies
05-03-2013 04:59 AM
Aames
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Originally Posted by baldozer
But a well shaped skull can look as good as hair. You must have seen that many people with poor hair, such as afros or grey hair shave their heads to look better or younger.
It can look good, as it does in your case. But, it can never look AS good. That's just wishful thinking, friend.
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Originally Posted by Shan
you will never look good with a bald head psycho
Baldozer is a beautiful angel sent from heaven. Please do not make fun of him.
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Originally Posted by DepressedByHairLoss
This post is one of the reasons why I actually consider shaving my head from time to time. I was never bodybuilder-huge but I was 260 pounds and muscular at one point and could easily achieve that again if I went back on creatine (I'm about 220 right now). Weight lifting and rock n roll are the 2 "loves of my life" and why I can't stand losing my hair is because of the latter. However, the Propecia that I'm taking is affecting my ability to build muscle and get good lifts so that's the main reason why I will not commit myself to taking it for the rest of my life (and why I won't get one of those stupid strip transplants).
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Originally Posted by NotBelievingIt
Me thinks you don't know what creatine actually does if you think you need it to gain 40lbs.
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Originally Posted by zacko92
^ doesn't realise what creatine implies
Please.........stay safe. I had a very bad experience with creatine.
On a cold Friday afternoon, I had come home from school. I had been thinking of the gym all day. I was hungry, didn't have any lunch. In fact, I didn't eat because I spent the money. For the past month I was saving up for something. Something special which I bought at GNC. I was surprised they didn't ask for ID; I was pretty sure the cashier noticed how nervous I was. Anyways, my mom asked my how my day was when I got home, but I ignored her. I have more important things to do. I run to the bathroom and unpack my bag. In my school bag is a white plastic bag from GNC. I open the bag, first removing the receipt and flushing it down the toilet to get rid of the evidence. My heart was racing now. I unpack the creatine monster from the bag.
I wonder what people will be asking me when they see that I will be 50lbs heavier. Should I say I was just eating a lot? I remove the label from the tub and tear it into a thousand small pieces. I flush that down the toilet, too. It is time now. I run up to my room when my mom ask me what I am holding. I panic, sweat drips down my forehead and my teeth chatter. "Mom, it's just for a school project". "What project?" "I don't know mom I just started it!". A tear runs down my cheek. I run upstairs and open the creatine, scooping upservings into a clear water bottle. What have I gotten myself into? I fill it with water and drink it. There is no turning back now. The creatine monster is inside me now, it will control me. What should I do if I die? I cant let my family know about this.
I open the creatine tub and throw it all out the window; a white cloud of mysterious dust sparkles into the wind so graciously. I feel the substance taking control of me; I am now the monster. I walk downstairs, its time to work out; time to get big. Now I worry, I don't want to get too big; people will think I use steroids. I do use steroids. No I don't. Creatine. All I see is the weights now, I am almost downstairs when I hear "Do you want a cookie I just baked". I know I do not have time for this **** now. "No mom I do not want a cookie" I walk in the basement and drop to my knees before the weights, tears running down my cheeks. I turn to the right and look at myself in the mirror. Oh god, what have I done?
Its not very comforting knowing that you have to take anabolics and get to ridiculous sizes to be attractive with a bald head. Lots of money+ food more money. etc....
05-03-2013 06:39 PM
NotBelievingIt
LOL what the f was that Aames? heh
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Originally Posted by zacko92
^ doesn't realise what creatine implies
Pray tell, what does it imply that in anyway whatsoever makes what I said wrong.
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Originally Posted by AFye
Its not very comforting knowing that you have to take anabolics...
You don't have to...
05-03-2013 08:37 PM
AFye
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Originally Posted by NotBelievingIt
LOL what the f was that Aames? heh
Pray tell, what does it imply that in anyway whatsoever makes what I said wrong.
You don't have to...
he said bodybuilder proportions. I think you do.
05-05-2013 08:45 PM
Proper
Its cause they secretly knew he had money
05-06-2013 04:01 PM
drybone
Quote:
Originally Posted by Aames
It can look good, as it does in your case. But, it can never look AS good. That's just wishful thinking, friend.
Baldozer is a beautiful angel sent from heaven. Please do not make fun of him.
Please.........stay safe. I had a very bad experience with creatine.
On a cold Friday afternoon, I had come home from school. I had been thinking of the gym all day. I was hungry, didn't have any lunch. In fact, I didn't eat because I spent the money. For the past month I was saving up for something. Something special which I bought at GNC. I was surprised they didn't ask for ID; I was pretty sure the cashier noticed how nervous I was. Anyways, my mom asked my how my day was when I got home, but I ignored her. I have more important things to do. I run to the bathroom and unpack my bag. In my school bag is a white plastic bag from GNC. I open the bag, first removing the receipt and flushing it down the toilet to get rid of the evidence. My heart was racing now. I unpack the creatine monster from the bag.
I wonder what people will be asking me when they see that I will be 50lbs heavier. Should I say I was just eating a lot? I remove the label from the tub and tear it into a thousand small pieces. I flush that down the toilet, too. It is time now. I run up to my room when my mom ask me what I am holding. I panic, sweat drips down my forehead and my teeth chatter. "Mom, it's just for a school project". "What project?" "I don't know mom I just started it!". A tear runs down my cheek. I run upstairs and open the creatine, scooping upservings into a clear water bottle. What have I gotten myself into? I fill it with water and drink it. There is no turning back now. The creatine monster is inside me now, it will control me. What should I do if I die? I cant let my family know about this.
I open the creatine tub and throw it all out the window; a white cloud of mysterious dust sparkles into the wind so graciously. I feel the substance taking control of me; I am now the monster. I walk downstairs, its time to work out; time to get big. Now I worry, I don't want to get too big; people will think I use steroids. I do use steroids. No I don't. Creatine. All I see is the weights now, I am almost downstairs when I hear "Do you want a cookie I just baked". I know I do not have time for this **** now. "No mom I do not want a cookie" I walk in the basement and drop to my knees before the weights, tears running down my cheeks. I turn to the right and look at myself in the mirror. Oh god, what have I done?