Chapter 10

Name; Travis Wilson

Age: 22

Job status: Self-employed

Physical State: 5 out of 10

Bank Account: $1184

Instagram Followers:136

Overview: Can do better lazy ass.

Task to be done before the end of the week.

1. Invest in something!

2. Register at a gym!

3. Get a new apartment!

4. Make sure to attain at least a 90% winning streak in sports betting!

5. Get better clothes!

After updating the status, I made on my phone I felt hungry for the first time this morning. And looking at the time now it was 10:12 am. I wanted to register at a gym today, so I decided to eat just a sandwich and juice. 

After making this simple meal in my apartment and woofing it down. I intended to head out and try out the gym which was roughly 3 kilometres from where I stayed.

Descending the stairs this time around I did not meet anyone because everyone had gone to church. Every Sunday was weird because everyone in the building complex I was in went to church. This made me the odd one out because I never went to church. 

But deep down I felt I was the most righteous among our batch because the waitresses and the drunkards who mostly hung around in the bar all made sure to go to church on Sunday mornings and finish the day by downing alcohol.

It was pretty ironic if you ask me but who am I to judge? I just hope Big Daddy up there just does not descend any time soon because most of us would not be ready for him.

Putting on my signature Chase deer white top and black shorts I decided to jog to the gym to help prepare me for the physical workout I was about to go through. But goddamn that was the worst mistake I have made my whole life. I could not run a full 500 meters and started panting like a fish out of water.

I had to take numerous breaks during the jog which ended up wasting more time, but it was not like I even had anything to do today. I think I got to the gym around 11:12 which was quite good from my point of view.

As soon as I got to the gym, I looked for a chair and placed the chair right under the AC. I was boiling right now. I thought it was going to be easy, but it seemed I lied to myself.

After sitting down for about 10 minutes I was able to cool down. When I felt okay, I approached the receptionist and started to make inquiries about the services the gym provided.

The gym was an Ultra-modern one that was good enough to train an Olympic gold medallist and seemed to be frequently visited by models and superstars. I just had to pay just $300 to have full access to the gym for a month.

'Wow look at me using just for $300, had this been me 3 days ago I would have shuddered with fear at that price.' I paid for the reception and entered the gym when my membership card was finished.

And when I walked in, I finally understood what Ultra-modern facilities meant. Everything was in order, sleek and clean, and came with a bonus WOMEN.

I mean like beautiful women with all types of body sizes. But mostly busty body types. I looked around in surprise until I was approached by a muscular guy who turned out to be my gym instructor.

He first helped me take my height and measure my weight and gave me a plan to follow to help strengthen my base. He also went on yapping about some gym policies and rules with the first one being sexual harassment and other talks.

I have stayed in the United States for close to a decade and I can say one thing about this country and that is women are treated better than men. And the most annoying thing is the rules protecting animals.

When I came here first those laws looked funny to me. How can you tell a person with a hunter instinct to respect animals? It looked laughable until the day I was almost detained for killing a dog. Luckily my parents were able to talk the dog owner out of it.

From that day onwards when I see an animal walking on the right-hand side I move to the left and vice versa.