"Cardio kills gains" My brother is a ham. My mom is a ham. My sister's are becoming hams. Me and my dad, we're pretty much the only people in my family who have kept the "unstoppable" weight gain from reaching us. I run every other day or so, and during the fall and winter I also do some (admittedly pretty light) lifting. My brother also "lifts" as he'll gladly shout out while wearing a sleeveless tank-top and flexing, which merely causes his flabby arms to jiggle a little. In reality, he goes on /fit/ daily, acts like he knows everything, way over reports his lifting records, and generally lies about his athleticism. You'll likely see him in the gym once a week or two, doing something he calls "a workout" while continuously sipping water and complaining about none of the equipment being available. So, as I'm forced to live with this creature do you know what I'm forced to put up with? "Cardio kills gains" These words can make my blood boil in ways you'll never know. They may be true but coming from a fatass it makes me writhe in anger. Yeah, I'm sure Cardio is killing your gain my friend. I'm absolutely sure they are. But do you want to know what makes me the angriest? When I'll come back from a run, panting and covered in sweat, and he'll say "chicks don't dig thin guys" or something to that affect. I just want to fucking scream when something like that happens, he usually follows it up with some bullshit lecture about lifting and then tells me to stop running. I just want to fucking scream when this happens, telling him about all his bullshit and lies, and telling him about what a fatass he is. The last time I did that I was 13, got the yelling of my life after he went crying to our parents :\ I always wondered what it would be like to have an older brother I could actually look UP to. TL;DR: Fatass brother tells me to stop running and 'lift' like him, can't do a damn thing about it because he's a fucking crybaby. PS: For reference, I'm 15, my brother's 18.