I have always had a passion for body building despite i never worked out until around year 11 in 2010 i would go a couple times a week i would get small gains but hardly anything noticeable. until the day i stumbled across a man/personification of the way life known as "Zyzz" days before he passed. i was really shocked at his death and it really hit me, i may not have all the time in the earth like others have been blessed with and it really hit me, i must do what i love and get shredded/aesthetic. my life goal. Ive always been the skinny kid who looked like a toothpick with clothes on. where ever i went i am always hardly noticed or looked at or even known that i am in the place, as i started working out i always felt great, 3 months into training my body and i love life, i have noticeable muscle and i am more noticed where i go, im just getting the taste of the life i am going to achieve in time, i will achieve my goal.

I have always had a passion for working out and making your body alot more fit and mentally. Since i first started i love that feeling of that burn in your muscles when your pushing boundaries beyond your level you have always known. its the best lifestyle compared to be being lazy and eating junk food and being unfit and unknown to the greater public.