It was when I was 13 years old. I used to go to a little local store where they carried magazines and I sat on the floor and read evry articlee in Muscle and Fitness that I could, until it was time to go home. My step brother had me doing pushups to failure every night which was really cool..so much fun, so many memories.

I liked the fact that I could excel at it, as I reacted real well to training and sound nutrition. I was very strong in high school..could squat 500..leg press 1000, etc, and was natural. I also liked the fact that I could control my own progress. Nobody else to blame..what you put into it, is what you get out of it.