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Mommy's lil monster. I'll reach in your mouth and pull your f%ckin' skeleton out

I don't have some great profound story like some of ya. I was very young when I got brought into the world of exercise. I used to be addicted to video games, would play for 72 hours straight at times with barely any food and sips of water here and there. If it wasn't for my parents banning them from the house when I was like 13 I doubt I would have ever found sanctuary in bodybuilding. It started out by trying to "impress the girls" You know, young and stupid just got all those hormones going and you want to look "sexy" and have carved abs and have people want you. That's how it was for me I was like "Oh I'll just do a million crunches a day, barely eat, run on the treadmill 2 hours a day and then people will be like damn boy." Well exactly, I was just a boy. Dumb and ignorant. I've learned alot from those days. Reading every magazine I could get my hand on. Learning how my body responds to certain lifts, how to execute them to hit my muscles in a precise, clean yet powerful manner. I no longer lift for woman, for people's approval. I gave up caring what others thought a few years ago. Around 17 I decided I wanted to grow. Get big. Make a statement with my body, be powerful. It's all about personal goals and self love. Bodybuilding might be a very selfish sport but it is not something that is harming yourself such as drinking or doing drugs. It's like you are building up your body's natural armor. Preparing for something that may never happen, yet you still have all the energy and strength there "just in case". I do it to prove to myself everyday that I can. I can change myself. One thing out of this whole ****ed up world that I have control over is my body. And I am proving to myself and others that I can be different. I don't have to be just another fat lazy American who wastes his life drinking and smoking, coasting through life and not giving himself nor his physic the respect it deserves. It's your damn body, take care of it. Respect it, build it and it will take care of you when you need it.

Let's me get back at the world. That grunt we make as we push up that heavy weight—the weight that makes us just a little bit nervous—is an affirmation of sorts that says, "Up yours, universe. This is one thing I control, and every rep is my version of a foot up your infinite ass."

People always ask me about strength, and I simply tell them that I am a BODYBUILDER, not a POWERLIFTER! My physic and health are the most important things to me. Strength is neither my goal nor my purpose; it is an ally that is instrumental in helping me attain my goal. My goal is self-satisfaction, which is motivated by the cold, harsh reality of my reflection in this mirror. It is up to me to change me. August 3rd 2009, put up 305lbs today full reps for 2. So happy!

Bodybuilding, it's back to being about preparing yourself for some battle that may never come. It's back to battling the weights; to feeling the pleasant "uncomfortableness" of having trained your ass off. It's back to being connected to your body in a way the normal people can't imagine; of being acutely conscious of how the tightness of your shirt, which, hot damn, is just a little tighter than the last time you wore it.