"Maintain the sexuality of your body, gals! Greasy meat aside. Binge goes the same way. Instead drink salubrious milky shakes!........." Upon spotting such commercial and billbordial ballyhoo, yours athletically also tends to get salubriously milky-shakily - true, with doubts.

Why many a Russian citizen of the day have literally gone barmy about keeping their bones and muscles under constant bridle, and things? To my stone-cold sober way of thinking, all of these new-fangled knacks to somewhat sexualize one's body prove either geeky or sordid or just glossily dumb. hence the double sound with which the afore-raised question stands: Why the heck are the folks so damn willing to fritter away their time and loot given that they've got ridiculous nothing in response?

To me, the way it is unraveled seems if not obvious then rather foreseeable. No prudent chap (nor a lass) appeared to ever try to cook up a list of things helping EFFICIENTLY stay fit. I dare compile it, however condensed it may seem.

To be continued.....