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Just wanted to share a short story with you all, especially you newer lifters. The other day I walked into the gym after a whole 5 hours of sleep courtesy the Golden State Warriors playing late as fuck. I walked in and another guy from the gym stopped me before I got started and said 'man you look like you ain't feeling it today'. I replied "I'm a little tired, but I'll be fine once I get started. No other choice bro.". I was tired, but the gym invigorates me regardless. I have literally got to be dragging ass in order not to go.
So a little into my workout another guy I speak to said 'Man you come here and kill shit bro. My son is a bodybuilder and he recently took 2nd in a show and I was telling him about you. I told him he needed to see your physique cuz you got it all. I mean if I looked like you I'd walk in here like mother fucker say something!' I laughed, but I appreciated the compliment. I'm not gonna lie that 'mother fucker what' mentality is what I have while training simply because I'm so passionate about it, but I realize if you're gonna think like that you better be able to back the shit up. I just never display that mentality in the gym outwardly because I've realized over the years being the gym dick head is not an admirable thing.
If you love to do something it permeates in all that you do whether it pertains to your job, your life, relationships, or the gym. I'm blessed in the fact that I can spend my days concentrating on a handful of chosen activities... the gym, the forum, friendships, special people, eating well and living within my means. So there are no excuses for doing anything half assed. Anyone I associate with or care for outside of my familial bonds are into the lifestyle. All my friends except one are here on this forum. The one person I get and who gets me on a insane level is in this lifestyle as well. So understand this is more than a hobby to me. I live and love this shit. It's in my DNA at this point.
Anyways the fucking story was a lame one, but the thing that matters is the level of obsession that gets you to that point. We all have goals and I been putting in a lot of fucking work to get here. I'm not done either. There's more to gain, more detail, more size for my back, calves and whatever else I choose. Life is good bad asses, life is good. So keep in mind bros this is a forum full of people professing to love the iron... question is are you that mother fucker that really does. Life happens to us all, but no matter what or where I am the Gym Happens without fail as well. Love it? Then live it shithead.
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So a little into my workout another guy I speak to said 'Man you come here and kill shit bro. My son is a bodybuilder and he recently took 2nd in a show and I was telling him about you. I told him he needed to see your physique cuz you got it all. I mean if I looked like you I'd walk in here like mother fucker say something!' I laughed, but I appreciated the compliment. I'm not gonna lie that 'mother fucker what' mentality is what I have while training simply because I'm so passionate about it, but I realize if you're gonna think like that you better be able to back the shit up. I just never display that mentality in the gym outwardly because I've realized over the years being the gym dick head is not an admirable thing.
If you love to do something it permeates in all that you do whether it pertains to your job, your life, relationships, or the gym. I'm blessed in the fact that I can spend my days concentrating on a handful of chosen activities... the gym, the forum, friendships, special people, eating well and living within my means. So there are no excuses for doing anything half assed. Anyone I associate with or care for outside of my familial bonds are into the lifestyle. All my friends except one are here on this forum. The one person I get and who gets me on a insane level is in this lifestyle as well. So understand this is more than a hobby to me. I live and love this shit. It's in my DNA at this point.
Anyways the fucking story was a lame one, but the thing that matters is the level of obsession that gets you to that point. We all have goals and I been putting in a lot of fucking work to get here. I'm not done either. There's more to gain, more detail, more size for my back, calves and whatever else I choose. Life is good bad asses, life is good. So keep in mind bros this is a forum full of people professing to love the iron... question is are you that mother fucker that really does. Life happens to us all, but no matter what or where I am the Gym Happens without fail as well. Love it? Then live it shithead.
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