things you hate with a passion

Lifting weights is fun.

Endorphins + health + strength, and all while blasting Slayer or Exodus = .

I got back into it for new years and have successfully maintained a three-days-a-week schedule ever since. I only refuse to become excessively engulfed in weight lifting because I know it will be impossible for me to maintain a more stringent regiment on a long term basis. That and I am neither interested in altering my diet nor holding the delusion that I will become some sort of He-Man.
 
Joe, you and me aren't really obese, more just fat.

Fat isn't a problem. I'm a tad chunky too. But I mean like this:

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EDIT: Even that is better than the REALLY big 'uns...which are way too common.
 
I hate sitting next to fat people on planes. As horrible as it sounds, they really should have to buy two seats if you can't fit someone next to them comfortably.
 
I sat next to this fat guy on the way to Hong Kong who must have had prostate cancer. A 15 hour flight next to a fat guy asking to get up ever 15 minutes really gets annoying.