/Fit/ what would you do if you won the powerball that is among many things, fitness related?
>Hire personal chef/nutritionist and personal trainer
All you have to do is show up to train and show up to eat.
>Obtain money without the media showing me off
>Don't tell anyone
>Buy a dog
>A moderate sized apartment/condo
>A decent car (Nothing too flashy)
>Buy shit for my friends and family while still not directly telling them I won a lot of money
>Relax with no worry for money
Whoever decides to go all out and party/buy expensive shit/etc is an idiot.
Probably start my own little gym with racks, platform, strongman attributes and probably an MMA area. Try to start a PL/strongman club too and host events and coach others when I get too old.
Oh and I'd get myself a Lancia Delta Integrale, those things are sexy af.
>not making those poor people drive their asses to your own personal basement gyn and house them too incase you wake up with cold sweats from dreaming about not being able to do brosplits
Shit man you can just rent whatever instagram whore you want.
Go on HGH to fix my many nagging injuries. Quit my job to rehab full time. Basically I'd go on a pro athletes recovery plan.
Then go find some ladies, I figure if I'm a multi millionaire I can get some of those 12/10 fit girls. I can finally have a waifu that can squat 2pl8
It's a guy that trolls instagram models to bring out their inner whore that they all have.
There is quit a few of them on
>www tagthesponsor com
There are TONS of instagram models that do this stuff for real though.
If I won powerball I'd also probably
>bounce around luxury penthouses all over the world
>hang out with ultra mega rich since you would really be able to trust the average non-rich person any more, other than close friends and family
>rent 10/10 women
>charter private aircraft, sometimes fly on luxury airlines like Singapore Air (luxury class ticket is like $20,000)
>fund philanthropy and science projects/research that interests me.
Fit related? I would train martial arts with the best. Personal chef and nutritionist. No other real changes I can think of. Maybe open my own multi-purpose gym. Sponsor some bodybuilders. Pay Rich Piana to become the biggest ever.
new house + large personal dungeon/gym.
fuck public gyms. christ.
I would build schools in my city (Goiania) and let anyone on social assistance go there for free. Give poor people the best education, level the playing field.
I would buy an apartment with a home gym in New York, London, Madrid, Paris, Hong Kong, etc, then I would always have a gym wherever I go.
>Personal gym in garage
>Asian themed garden
>dojo full of meaningless kanji posters
>secret stash of powder stored behind one of those fake book racks
>inflatable pool filled with soy milk
>bunker with adequate spacing, enough food, weights, and guns to survive the zombie apocalypse powered by geothermal energy.
Your idea is dumb and won't work.
You just going to leave the money in the bank for the government to take when you die?
I think it'd be cool to physically go visit Cambodia, Laos, the Phillipines, Thailand, Poor parts of China/Taiwan, etc and really help people out. Hire people to help you (locals if possible) and help them become more self sufficient, maybe even get fresh water there, and other really basic necessities. Obviously be there so you know the money is going somewhere, and 90% isn't just being used by some foundation and it's attorneys.
All of the obvious things.
Then I would probably go to film school. Start making movies. I would love to make movies on the stories of one or more of David Bowies personas, with their respective albums as the soundtrack. Mostly Major Tom, Ziggy Stardust, and Halloween Jack. Awesome to incorporate the themes he intended with those albums.
It's a goddamn shame he won't ever star in a movie like that.
Just seems like the money could go a long way there, look at what happened to South Korea after we helped to free them from China's grasp. Not to mention there's a much lower chance of getting murdered there, compared to somewhere in the middle east, africa, south america, or the ukraine/russia.
4chan, a place where you get told what you would do when hypothetically winning the lottery is dumb and wrong.
>don't tell anyone
>collect money in secret
>buy plot of land in Montana
>disappear for a year
>come back when hype goes down
>invest in a few local businesses
>invest in a few mutual funds
>start own business or two because why the fuck not
>live a simple life
>try to make America great again
>buy tickets online because non burger
>site promises to upload scans of ticket before draw
>been 4 days and nothing
those cheeky cunts are gonna steal my winner and claim they never bought it
Say they've always wanted a dog, or a nice bicycle, some shoes they saw online... I'd buy it for them as a random gift and never tell them how I got the funds to do so.
...unless, you tell everyone how you got the money for the things you aquire ...then it won't work.
I'm a PT and this is true. The job is like being a hairdresser or something, you get everyone's life story, I think because they consider their gym life so separate from the other elements of their lives.
>you can hire yourself as a chef/nutritionist and personal trainer, just use google faggot and spend more time than nuking your hotpocket
Oh right because paying for convenience doesn't make sense when you have fucking $930 Million.
I would finish law school, invest a bunch of money in stable stock like Google or apple or lego, buy a revolver and then buy a yacht (with a small gym) and sail the world. I'd never stay in one place more than a week and when/if I get tired of that I'll just try to do random jobs, like trapper in the taiga for a year. Maybe join the French foreign legion, I don't know, I'd just try to have as many adventures as I want and I would throw caution to the wind.
Alternatively I'd buy a bar like cheers and try to live like Sam Malone, fuck bitches, run a bar and just talk to people who's company I enjoy all day
Buy 4chan, make it less shitty
Donate to my under grad, have a building named after me, donate to my grad school for the same purpose
Buy all the jazz vinyls I want, some super expensive wine, some weed and a pent house in a big city and stare aimlessly out the window while drinking and smoking myself into a stupor as I quickly realize money doesn't buy happiness
Personal doctor, personal trainer, personal masseuse, personal chef, personal housekeeper. No personal mechanic for my bikes, though, I don't trust anyone to do that for me.
>Some fucking old baby boomer fuck is going to win it and spend the rest of their life in Florida
You get up that kind of money, any asshole in the world knows what to do: you get a house with a 25 year roof, an indestructible Jap-economy shitbox, you put the rest into the system at three to five percent to pay your taxes and that’s your base, get me? That’s your fortress of fucking solitude. That puts you, for the rest of your life, at a level of fuck you. Somebody wants you to do something, fuck you. Boss pisses you off, fuck you! Own your house. Have a couple bucks in the bank. Don’t drink. That’s all I have to say to anybody on any social level.
A wise man’s life is based around fuck you. The United States of America is based on fuck you. You have a navy? Greatest army in the history of mankind? Fuck you! Blow me. We’ll fuck it up ourselves.
>we'll fuck it up ourselves
>amerifats actually believe this
1 lbs of weed and shrooms
3 take care of family
4 college (12 year astrophysics major )
5 castle in iceland where i have my family and advanced super security.
*always have weed*
In that order in respective stages of life