There was a time, seem like ages now, where I was unhappy, unhealthy and lying at the bottom of life. After having surgery of colon and being diagnosed with Crones' disease in October 2010, angry with myself, I made up my mind. Enough was enough, it was time to stop dying and start living instead. Having lost some pounds during my stay at the hospital, I decided to gain them back. It was the first time I got into bodybuilding world.

I knew very little and was rather ignorant to learn anything about it back then. I just liked the hype lifting weights created in my society. Later on, when I managed to gain the lost pounds back, my motivation changed, yet it still remained extrinsic.

During 2011, destiny showed me its wicked sense of humor and threw me off balance and out of and back into lifting weights several times.
Thanks to each experience I was learning more and more about myself.

At the beginning of 2012 I lost all of my motivation completely. I was confused spiritually to such degree, I couldn't find a reason to continue living. Everything suddenly appeared so superficial and cheesy and so not worth it. It was a stormy period of my life.

Understanding that it's not the way we choose, but how we choose to walk it made all the difference. I let go of my focus on the outside world and started focusing on the inside one and being the best I can be. Finding and conquering my fears along the way. I've become my own hero.


I just wanna be the best that I can be and go as far as I can. To let my own light shine and experience my own greatness in this life.

To say it's love would be too simple, too obvious.
It's more like a calling, a vocation
something I was put on this Earth to do.
Now I'm shooting with the stars
and I'm flying with the angels,
and my heart beat is a symphony
during every rep I put myself though.