My brother-in-law got me started. Loved it and went hard and made great gains. After a year or so I had a couple injuries and one in particular that took me out of the game for a while. Got depressed and ate a lot and diet went to hell. Fixed that up recently and back in the gym consistently taking back what is mine.

Update. I am a broken record. Got injured again. Life went upside down. Lost all my friends and family. Became an alcoholic. Gained all my weight back. No gym for a solid 2 years. I am back now for a good 3 months and feeling better. Depression, mood swings and flash backs are a problem but the weights don't lie. I just keep it one day at a time. Every workout is not my last, I am working on doing more with less. My multiple injuries and crosswired brain are not going to keep me down.

Gives me self-esteem. I am a believer in living healthy and BB'ing helps me accomplish that. Its the only sport I am good at.