How To Get Rid Of Man Boobs

How To Get Rid Of Man BoobsClick Image To Read More…Enough laughing, whispering, joking behind your back and sometimes to your face? Enough wearing two shirts… your chest never seeing daylight… slumped-over shoulders to hide them as much as you can? Haven’t you had ENOUGH of this nonsense? If this is some kind of joke then it needs to END… and the sooner the better, right?

Now imagine it’s one month from today, the day you first read this letter that could change your life forever… You’re at the pool- spending time with your friends and family… Something’s different:

Now you’re finally accepted and respected by your friends and family. NOW the chicks notice and pay attention to what you have to say… instead of staring at your chest… Now you’re almost cocky…

Well you know my story by now if you’ve searched this subject at all… My name’s Trey Jones. Yeah, the ‘Chest Guru’… (like that’s a title I wanted…)

Before I dedicated myself to helping guys lose their chest fat, I was a cop and investigator for 11 years… and I had a BIG PROBLEM!

I REFUSED to take my shirt off and was completely embarrassed about the way I looked. I was shy around girls as well as the rest of the guys in the gym, and spent a lot of long days hiding behind baggy clothes, unconfident and insecure about my flabby chest.

I missed out on a lot of fun because I wouldn’t take off my shirt… Pool parties I avoided like the plague. ‘Spend-the-night parties’ I made darn sure I was too busy for. The jocks always poking fun at me and putting me down, and it did a number on my self-esteem and confidence.

Have you faced the feeling yet of being with a girl the first time and she views only your chest and not you as a person? I sure did. (IF I ever got the courage to talk to her.)

Always pulling on the front of my shirt or wearing two shirts… I got so good at those stupid excuses: "I’m keeping my shirt on… because I’m sunburned…"

The final straw was about 3 years ago when my kids got older. They started asking the hard questions. (No, not the sex ones.) The pool ones.

"Can we go to the pool, Daddy?" I bet I said no a hundred times. I soon realized… (with the nudging of my wife) I was losing valuable ‘quality’ time. Time I couldn’t get back.

I was absolutely sick and tired of being sick and tired of being so preoccupied with my man boobs… You know you’ve got a problem when you think about your chest more than your wife’s…

I could no longer live this kind of life. I started thinking really deeply about how badly I wanted to become… well… for lack of a better word… normal. I just wanted to fit in.

Life had to be better than the way I was living it. I imagined the difference… Read more…

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