I used to love eating hamburgers and pizza (large pizzas) on a daily basis. My brother would walk around teasing me about how much my triceps would jiggle. Both he and my dad created a song about me sitting at the table and watching me eat (to the tune of I'm A Little Teapot). My brother started competing in the late 90s. It wasn't until my dad's health started taking a downward turn did I realize the value of one's body. My dad's disabilities (multiple sclerosis, congestive heart failure, and double leg amputee) helped shaped me and gave me the desire to better my body. He depended on me as well as my strength to get him around. Because of both my dad and brother, I joined the gym and now find the gym as a second home.
Why I Love it
I love the discipline. It carries over into my career and personal life. Bodybuilding/workingout becomes a wonderful lifestyle. The knowledge and physical results that I've achieved and continue to achieve enables me to help others achieve their personal best. It also feels good knowing that with all the female muscle I have, I still wear a size 0 and look pretty damn good in my work and play clothes.