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If you’re not waking up at the ass crack of dawn for ROTC PT or currently in the midst of a competitive intramural game, there’s already no logical reason for you — as a normal dude in America– to be doing cardio. With no threat of being chased down by a cheetah or African warlord and getting torn to shreds on a day to day basis, who are all these assholes in compression shorts and quarter-zip windbreakers running from anyway? Their insecurities? What look are they even going for? UNICEF poster child? Maybe stop mindlessly jogging to nowhere in particular, Forrest Gump, and pick up a damn weight for me one time.
Not only are you withering away like a bulimic Auschwitz prisoner every time you lace up those hideous neon Asics, throw on a spandex jumpsuit, or dust off the ol’ 10-speed, but — according to science — you’re also significantly lowering your sex drive.
Exposure to higher levels of chronic intense and greater durations of endurance training on a regular basis are significantly associated with a decreased libido scores in men. Clinicians who treat male patients for sexual disorders and, or council couples on infertility issues should consider the degree of endurance exercise training a man is performing as a potential complicating factor.
You don’t have to tell me not to do cardio twice. I was already way ahead of the game, preaching about the dangers of losing mass. I might just get a Fitbit solely so I don’t exceed a certain amount of steps each day. You can never be too careful, and I don’t want to take any chances. One minute you’re hitting the treadmill for ten minutes after a workout to “cut” or “lean down” and the next minute you’re walking in on your girl getting spin roasted by two guys that can actually get it up. Life comes at you so fast. Say no to cardio..