Big John

Male

21

North Carolina, United States

Personal Trainer

Mar, 2007

Well, Ever since I was twelve, I have always read about worked out. I had worked out a couple times, Yet never was serious enough to keep with my gym membership and the healthy life style. I have always been a small guy, weighing in at 125 most of my teen years. In a way I am tired of being the small guy. The skinny bones white guy. So after a somewhat crappy relationship, I basically began being selfish for a while, spending money on and taking better care of myself. Thus leading to the gym and tanning membership. At first I was really hesitant about the gym. Simple because I felt out of place but once I got used to the gym atmosphere, started to lift more to where I didn't feel out of place anymore, yet more like I belonged there. I feel in love with getting pumped and feeling good about myself.

Being able to leave the gym parking lot, and think to myself. "I'm doing more with my day than most people do in a week." When I was about twelve my mom put a bubble answer test in front of me and told me to fill it out truthfully. Of course I was a smart kid and knew what it was for. It was a test to show A.D.D. (attention deficit disorder) I was. So I kinda didn't take it seriously, because as a kid I was in denial. As my teen years went on and I went through Middle and High School. It became more noticeable, It was hard for my to figure out what I wanted. Not simple things such as food at a fast food joint, but long term such as not being able to figure out what I would like to major in, I have tested so many courses and job types. Ok! I'm boring you, My point is that the only thing I have really been able to concentrate on was the gym, and in a weird way working out and being a part of a gym has dicepated my A.D.D.

Everyone likes the idea of having a wonderful perfectly symetrical body. Having the huge biceps, pecs, back, legs, and six-eight-ten pack abs. Kinda like imagining yourself as a Greek God Sculpture. As if every piece of stone that was chipped by the artists tool was leading the ending perfection of a masterpiece. Going to the beach and laying on the beach with the sun on your chest, waves crashing in the background, the ice chill of a cold beer in your hand, and hearing someone of the opposite sex laughing and talking in the distance. But you just smile with your eyes still closed, because you know there talking about how good your body looks. Kind of like when you walk into the grocery store, and you see one of your old pals you knew from high school. Even though all you did was say "hey", you know they were thinking "Wow, they really looked good". Then suddenly you feel wonderful, like as if somewhere deep down your self esteem is just bubbling with j I'd like to be able to go into the gym, load up 400-500-600, yes 600 pounds of plates. Lie down and hit it 10 times. Although thats a lot of weight, and that in itself should be proud of. But when you know everyone in the gym, stops loading plates, and lifting. Turns to watch to see if your going to take the weight back up. That in itself is what should make you proud.

I've strengthened all muscles, and my endurance is wonderful. 1 Mile Time: 6min. 25sec

"Every goal or dream is reachable. All you need is a little dedication, imagination, and motivation. " Push it till the last Fiber! " " Protein up " " What a man can do, Will do " " No pain, No Gain" " I don't think I can, I will " " Don't be a pansy, Lift that s*** "