I grew up surfing,and it wasn't until my later teenage years that I found my way into the gym. Think I was 16 or 17. My friends and I seemed to get into a lot of fights. We weren't bad kids,nor were we bully's by any means. We stuck up for the kids that got picked on and pushed around. Partially because it was the right thing to do,but deep down,looking back on it,we liked to flight. It was with these guys that I started lifting weights, and shortly after, found our way into a boxing gym. Even though we are spread all over the country now,these guys are still my best friends.

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