I was 15 at the time and i always thought i was fat. I was teased by siblings and one day i went to the gym with my elder brother. Now when I first started I had no idea what to do and was Mr Cardio. But eventually i kinda got the hang of it. And I started to enjoy it.

I really love Bodybuilding. It helped me overcome a hard time in my life and basically shaped the person I am. The feeling of noticing self change and knowing that it was all you throughout the process makes you feel a special kind of happiness. There's always something to learn. Always something to improve on. It's near never ending. I enjoy it to my hearts content.

It reminds me of a piece of art. Your body is one great big clump of clay and you use a bunch of tools and such to shape it to your desire. You mold it and essentially change it. You try to make it the best you can and use other people as comparison on where and how to improve. Quintessentially you are striving for the one you can never get - Perfection.

And it's a great stress reliever. There are many other points I can use but I would go on and on.