A close friend of the family was a competetive BBer. He used to sneak me into Golds to lift with him when I was 12 or 13. He showed me the ropes about nutrition and weight training. He was like my big brother..

Tragically, he was killed in an accident at the age of 25. I think of him every time I hit the iron and I get the strength for that last rep for him.

Continued on with football.

The best stress/anxiety reducer I know of next to alcohol, and BBing makes you look better as opposed to the beer belly. I love seeing changes in my body the harder I work and learn. It gives me energy and has made me a happier, more positive person.