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We can all have fun pointing out some of the wacky, dysfuctional behaviors and lifestyles within hardcore bodybuilding.
We can get so consumed by the contest aspect of bodybuilding that we can forget the greatest perk of being a bodybuilding.
Bodybuilding is the only sport , you wear. This motto was first seen (by me) on the sign of Body Elite Gym in Houma , La.
Granted the original owner of Body Elite shot his wife in the face before shooting himself in the head, but I digress.
http://www.houmatoday.com/article/20...CLES/110119827
My point is that while Larry eventually went off the deep end, he came up with one hell of a bodybuilding motto, before he snapped
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Plenty of normal adults engage in various diets, workouts and even plastic surgery to improve their physical appearence.
Bodybuilders are the masters of changing the look and contours of our phsyiques. Other sports place skill and athletic performance as the main priority . Looking good is but a side effect of getting in shape, to play the game.
With bodybuilding, LOOKING ripped and massive IS the sport.. No other sport exists for the purpose of changing how you LOOK.
A talented MMA fighter may be a real bad ass, but nobody really knows he can choke the life out of you , just by looking at him.
Dressed in our patented 2 sizes too small , t-shirt, ILS pose and nut hugger jeans, EVERYONE with eye sight knows YOU are a bodybuilder.
I have not been in contest shape since Bill Clinton was still in his first term in office. Despite my gains of definition blurring blubber, when fully clothed, I look like a bodybuilder. Aaaah, the right fitting clothes now serve like a girdle does for a former prom queen with middle aged spread.
Ok, so I'm currently sporting a 40 inch waist ,BUT, from years of steady lifting I have wide lats and a 50 inch chest. Stuffed into a pair of 38" high waist jeans and short sleeve polo shirt, I still have some V taper, big arms and the look of a muscleman.
Younger , impressional males often ask me how I got "BIG" . They often ask if I ever competed and how did I do, etc.
My obscure Mr Podunk contest wins against a few bulky neophytes have morphed into epic muscle battles similar to Arnold vs Sergio .
I have told these contest adventures to anyone who will listen in a gym locker room. I often assume the classic old fart pose of 1 leg up on the bench with a loose hanging towel around me. This allows for my old nut sac to hang out, as I tell some Al Bundy-like grand tale of bodybuilding glory.
Yes, that's the real beauty of our crazy sport. You can be a part time student at a community college living in your mom's basement.
You might have spent your last dollar on some new supplement or just got done shaving your ass cheeks to see how ripped your glutes now look.
It doesn't matter that your personal training business only has a chunky housewife and 65 yr old closet case lawyer as regular clients.
You can still get a pump and choke down another whey shake or chicken breast. Life sure is grand and you LOOK the part!
Maybe your last act on this earth will be a murder /suicide with your spouse after you did your final 10 sets of 10 squat workout.
By shooting yourself in the head, you can bet the undertaker will remark how massive your corpse looked . Sadly, nobody will get to admire your cold physique as massive head wounds don't allow for an open coffin at the funeral home wake.
Wear your muscles proudly and let them be your defiant middle finger at normal life.
Long live bodybuilding!
We can get so consumed by the contest aspect of bodybuilding that we can forget the greatest perk of being a bodybuilding.
Bodybuilding is the only sport , you wear. This motto was first seen (by me) on the sign of Body Elite Gym in Houma , La.
Granted the original owner of Body Elite shot his wife in the face before shooting himself in the head, but I digress.
http://www.houmatoday.com/article/20...CLES/110119827
My point is that while Larry eventually went off the deep end, he came up with one hell of a bodybuilding motto, before he snapped
.Plenty of normal adults engage in various diets, workouts and even plastic surgery to improve their physical appearence.
Bodybuilders are the masters of changing the look and contours of our phsyiques. Other sports place skill and athletic performance as the main priority . Looking good is but a side effect of getting in shape, to play the game.
With bodybuilding, LOOKING ripped and massive IS the sport.. No other sport exists for the purpose of changing how you LOOK.
A talented MMA fighter may be a real bad ass, but nobody really knows he can choke the life out of you , just by looking at him.
Dressed in our patented 2 sizes too small , t-shirt, ILS pose and nut hugger jeans, EVERYONE with eye sight knows YOU are a bodybuilder.
I have not been in contest shape since Bill Clinton was still in his first term in office. Despite my gains of definition blurring blubber, when fully clothed, I look like a bodybuilder. Aaaah, the right fitting clothes now serve like a girdle does for a former prom queen with middle aged spread.
Ok, so I'm currently sporting a 40 inch waist ,BUT, from years of steady lifting I have wide lats and a 50 inch chest. Stuffed into a pair of 38" high waist jeans and short sleeve polo shirt, I still have some V taper, big arms and the look of a muscleman.
Younger , impressional males often ask me how I got "BIG" . They often ask if I ever competed and how did I do, etc.
My obscure Mr Podunk contest wins against a few bulky neophytes have morphed into epic muscle battles similar to Arnold vs Sergio .
I have told these contest adventures to anyone who will listen in a gym locker room. I often assume the classic old fart pose of 1 leg up on the bench with a loose hanging towel around me. This allows for my old nut sac to hang out, as I tell some Al Bundy-like grand tale of bodybuilding glory.
Yes, that's the real beauty of our crazy sport. You can be a part time student at a community college living in your mom's basement.
You might have spent your last dollar on some new supplement or just got done shaving your ass cheeks to see how ripped your glutes now look.
It doesn't matter that your personal training business only has a chunky housewife and 65 yr old closet case lawyer as regular clients.
You can still get a pump and choke down another whey shake or chicken breast. Life sure is grand and you LOOK the part!
Maybe your last act on this earth will be a murder /suicide with your spouse after you did your final 10 sets of 10 squat workout.
By shooting yourself in the head, you can bet the undertaker will remark how massive your corpse looked . Sadly, nobody will get to admire your cold physique as massive head wounds don't allow for an open coffin at the funeral home wake.
Wear your muscles proudly and let them be your defiant middle finger at normal life.
Long live bodybuilding!
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