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Hi everyone! I've always been a skinny dude; I come from a family of skinny men, which is nice since it means we can eat whatever and as much as we want without damaging our figures (contain you envies girls). However once I entered puberty I, like any other teenager, started to become conscious of my body. During high school I was in Karate, which helped me a ton to be in shape; however I was lazy and had anxiety issues, so I didn’t develop any muscle. When I started my university studies (as an international student) in Canada I decided that it was time to start working out, but the new country, culture, studies, etc was too overwhelming… in the end I had to forsake the gym to try to work things out, alas it didn't. I returned home for a while to plan my next step in life and I also decided to start working out. I worked out for a while…but I simply couldn't make myself continue; it just didn't feel like the right moment. Fast forward a couple of months to the present, I’m here in Houston ready to start a new chapter in life. Found a nice place to stay, eager to start my studies and I definitely feel way more into working out. I get my membership to the gym, all goes well…until exactly one week after I started working out. In that week I suffered a biking accident. Fortunately I was going very slowly, no fractures nor twisted extremities. Yet I wasn't left unharmed, I still can’t move my arms perfectly. I have yet to return to the gym. I guess that what I’m trying to say is that every time that I want to get started, to try and feel better with myself, some factor (either internal or external) always seems to prevent me to go on more than a couple of weeks. I WONT let it stop me… but it’s getting awfully tiring. Has something similar happened to you? AramisN