I hate cooking

Title. The first time I tried to get ripped was after coming home from my mission. But I overloaded on coursework and completely tanked. I also developed an unhealthy stress eating habit. 

When you have projects to do, eating becomes a chore, and you just want something that’s fast and tastes good. If I want to be a great programmer, writer, and artist, as well as at least an ok musician…it’s hard to balance all that with school and work. So, you cut things. 

I don’t like cutting workouts or sleep. But I do like cutting cooking because I hate it! It’s not fun to me and it takes forever. It is horrendously boring and makes time move like molasses. And it’s time where I could be playing music, or making art…

So I end up getting takeout a lot. But this isn’t conducive to building a good body. My vision to lift alongside running has been reignited, and I will be spending a couple of weeks getting serious about it.

And I have no idea how to incorporate cooking. 

Lifting is fun. Running is fun. Cooking sucks and basically 100% of healthy food tastes disgusting. Except for apples.

The question is, when you’re trying to get good at code, math, 2D/3D art, algorithms, creative writing, clarinet, piano, physics, cybersecurity, singing… when do you cook? I only get small chunks of free time and I do have non-productive hobbies such as shows, imagination, gaming, internet, reading, lucid dreaming, water parks, and theme parks, which prevent me from turning into a workhorse zombie. I don’t spend very much time with these either. And I need to socialize at least a little bit, and keep my apartment clean. Oh and there’s this pesky church thing on Sundays too. :V

I always ditch FHE because it’s a waste of time, I never go to ward activities because they’re not interesting to me, I’ve put off learning languages, I never attend unstructured social events unless I know the people well. And I’ve always cut cooking. I am willing to pay more to save time. So I can channel more of it into pursuits. After all, time is money.

And people wonder why I don’t really want to have kids. Or at least I’m ambivalent towards the idea. Like I need ANOTHER enormous commitment, lmao no.

But I can’t skip cooking for much longer. I don’t really care about my health; I care about building an attractive physique. But it seems impossible to separate the two. Idk of a good solution for this…I guess I can consider that pending for now. I’ve heard slow cookers and George Foreman grills work ok…but ugh I am MAXED out on commitments, and I have zero desire to add any more. But, I also want to build my physique, for aesthetics. Just another annoying thing to deal with. 

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