"Figure girls" or whatever must be some of the most obsessed, disgusting human beings.
Quote from the mighty Blockhead about those things.
2009-2010: I compete in a state show. I placed handsomely and looked amazing. I also seriously date a figure girl who is more dedicated to the bodybuilding industry than any other person that I know. Her obsessive compulsions with her physique, her calories, her delts, her inventory on clenbuterol start to make me get bored with all of this. Her madness decends to meltdowns to the brink of physical suicide for eating a couple of Orero cookies in her offseason and triple cardio sessions a day because she is now a Size-1. Daily fits and episodes of crying and thoughts of suicide and grief consume her so powerfully it makes me step back and realize how completely fucked up and pathetic this all is. Watching her lock herself in a bathroom because she ate a donut and piece of cake to celebrate a co-workers birthday and then run outside at 11pm to take laps around the local park to burn off what she ate (still in her off-season) puts me on the edge of hating bodybuilding and hating everything that goes along with it. Seeing a girl with a doctorate deree, a house, money, a 890 credit score and a future want to slit her wrists over a few Oreo cookies in her off-season or because she couldn't get out of bed at 4am for cardio Sunday solidified my hatred for physique competition. Blockhead contemplates walking away from it all and go back to hockey. Ends it with the 'devotee of nothing' and starts to enjoy training and eating clean again. New gym friends. New beginning.