A buddy in high school had biceps like baseballs. I started doing concentration curls while watching TV with some old weights of my dad's. After a month, I was beating my dad at arm wrestling. I put a cheap bench in my room and started working upper body and reading Muscle and Fitness whenever I could. Then, I noticed my lower body was going nowhere. I threw that in. One day I found a public gym where a guy was putting guys through routines four days per week. In months, I had gained lots of muscle and all of my friends were commenting on it. I've been hooked ever since.

I love the way my body looks and feels. I love the reaction I get on the rare occassions I take off my shirt or wear shorts. I love people approaching me at the gym for advice. I love knowing I can do whatever I want and not worry about whether my body is up to it.