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The darkside of Heavy Iron - my inner thoughts

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  • The darkside of Heavy Iron - my inner thoughts

    Want to be a freak? You're in luck. I'm drunk and going to tell you but let's face it. You don't really want this do you? Want to be a FREAK?


    Want the girls dropping thier jaw when you walk in the room? Want the guys saying WTF when they see you? Want her down on her knees in front of you telling you how hot your abs look before she takes you in her mouth?


    Yeah, most guys do but they don't want to work for it. Face it. Most guys are lazy, don't want to sacrifice and can't eat strict for a week. I'm not going to bullshit you guys in this thread. I will lay it all out but the truth is we don't really want it bad enough. We say we do until we are 45 minutes into our tenth cardio session that week. WE say it until our muscles hurt so bad there are tears in our eyes and we give up. We want it until we have to eat fish for the 4th time that day...I say I want it but I fucking love beer more, so I drink...I say I want to be a FREAK but I don't want to work for it. I'm 10 weeks into a blast and my will feels broken...I can't go on, or can I??? Do I really want this life? No time but time to train. Time to cook, Time to grocery shop, Time to tan. Fuck!!! Not fish and shakes again...FUCK my life.

    I walk past the mirror and catch a glimpse. MY obliques are chiseled. My veins look like spider webs all over my body. I catch her looking at me at work, at the store, at the gym. Guys ask me what I'm on. I can't take it. i'm on a FUCKING starvation diet and a shit load of cardio but that's not what they want to hear. They want to hear what drugs to take...You PM me every fucking day. Same questions over and over. ITS NOT THE DRUGS DUMMY!!! Or is it??? Yes and no. Can you take the sides?

    Really??? 2 fucking weeks from now you will PM me again whining. I can't sleep. I can't eat like this. I can't do that much cardio. I can't. I can't... THEN STOP PM'ing ME!!!! I can't help you. You don't fucking want this! Just admit it! You don't fucking want this. Its hard. It hurts. You have no social life. You are in the gym when your buddies are drinking beer. You are doing cardio when guys are lying on the couch. You spend your last $50 on protein powder and a bottle of prop. I know all this because I am you. I want it for 2-3 months then I give up. Fuck 10 sessions of cardio a week. Fuck eating fish. Fuck taking pills so I can sleep from all the insomnia from the tren.

    Its ok. Get some sleep. wake up and pin. fuck I love to pin. Push in more oil. I love it. My lunches are packed. Off to work. Train after work. Get the pump. Here they come. What are you on??? Not this again... I'm on a crazy train. Fuck my life but fuck I look good and I can lift a shit load of weight. Go ahead. fuck with me. I will make fast work of you...The tren is in my head. Is she cheating on me? How much sleep did I get last night? 5 hours max. Pin some GH and prop and tren. Fuck, I need some caffeine. Ok, double espresso. Time to train.

    So IF IF IF you can handle the work, cardio and diet not to mention the sides. Then what??? Drugs of course.

    You want that freaky bodybuilder look and your g3netics are average like me???

    Its actually quite simple but it takes a focus so strong and focused most give up in a few months if not sooner.

    Fuck, where am I? Oh yeah the drugs. One word... Trenbolone. How lo0ng can you take it??? Don't cry to me in 3 weeks when you can't sleep. I don't give a fuck. I can't sleep either. Time for some Xanax. Maybe some whiskey. Most guys give up on tren right when its getting good. 9 weeks in and man your body is changing. The girls want you. Give me some Cialis, prop and more tren...How high can I go. 500mg tren per week and I look in the mirror. Who is this??? I don't even look the same. I need some mast. maybe some win, var, halo. Fuck I look like carved stone..;.lol, Im drunk but its all true. Do you want to be a freak? Man the fuck up and start working for it bitch.

    Prop, tren and an oral is a good start. The question is HOW LONG CAN YOU RUN THIS??? Tren at 9 weeks 500mg per week and you are crazy. Eat, train, pin, sleep....over and over. Im feeling insane. just 6 more weeks. Its 4 months now..... Im sub 10% and huge. Not skinny. Huge and lean...How much longer can I go. I want to look like the guy on the cover of the magazine. REALLY??? Eat some more fish and do some more cardio...Fuck Fuck...

    Do you really want to be a freak??? Really...?

    Written by HeavyIron

  • #2
    2nd Article by HeavyIron...

    I walk past them every day at the gym. Same guys doing the same routine looking the exact same as they did 3 months ago. Talking during sets and even while doing cardio. It isn't work, it's fucking social time for them. I can't be social at the gym. I'm not built for it and I don't want it. I'm there to work, to train, to push my body beyond what the average guy can do.

    A few guys are there working like a bulldozer at a construction site. Heavy ass poundage's, sweat running down and out of breath they push another rep. I see the pain in their faces and the strain on their bodies. My turn mother fucker. Time to WORK. I warm up imagining the set before I do it. The steroids are pulsing through my body. The tabs dissolved under my tongue. God how I love the taste of D-bol or Anadrol while walking in the gym. I have been pushing the caffeine and getting in the food. I'm ready. I don't pin pussy ass doses. I'm jacked to the max. A gram is child's play. I need to push in just a little more oil. 1,200mg, 1,500mg that week. Maybe a bit more. Fuck it, just fill the barrel all the way and shoot. I am making changes everyday. I don't want to be the same. I can't be the same.

    The steel is cold in my hands. I pump out a few fast sets. Load the weight up. Maybe I will get 4 reps. Maybe 5. I look at the guy picking up a chick at the gym. He weighs a buck fifty. What a fucking joke. This isn't a bar its a fucking place of employment. I'm here to WORK. Fuck the chicks. I don't need a girl right now. I need to train. I lift the weight off and it feels heavy. I grind out 6 reps. Hell yeah! I'm just getting started. OH fuck. Here comes some guy telling me how good I look. Looks like he has never trained a day in his life. I ignore his questions and turn up my iPod. I'm trying to concentrate. Get the fuck away from me my mind screams. I have to be cool. Don't want to get kicked out of the gym....again...I feel rage inside me. Good. Channel it. Put it to use. Hit the set again. I don't want to be the guy who shows up and goes through the motions. I want to make changes. God the pain is bad tonight. Lactic acid is heavy in my muscles. Ok, enjoy the pain. Like it. Its good. Trick your mind. I like the pain. I want the pain. I'm grinding out slow heavy ass reps. It burns but I tell myself its good. My rest between sets is minimal. I have done 5 sets but the guy talking to the chick has done none. Fuck he is tiny.

    I walk over to the next bench and load up some more weights. I see a monster walking by. He is covered in sweat. He nods. I nod back. Nothing is said. We are both in the same place. We are there to train not talk. He asks for a spot with one word. spot? I nod and ask how many. He says 5 reps. He pushes out 8 with a few forced reps. My turn. The night goes by slow. Its work. Its hard but I have a pump. Time for cardio. I take a piss and get on the treadmill. Bump up the incline and speed. The guy two machines down is walking like he is strolling through the park. He's reading a fucking book. Hell, I can barely read the numbers in front of me on the machine. I am feeling my lungs burn. Just 40 more minutes to go...Fuck my life. Ok, go to that place in your mind far away. I look down and 15 minutes has gone by in what seems like seconds. Good. Go to that place some more. I am absolutely covered in sweat. My shirt looks like I pulled it out of a bucket of water. I finally finish and get off the treadmill.

    Its late and I'm hungry. I feel dizzy. I walk out of the gym. and go get some food. Everyone is obese. I can't believe how fat everyone is. They are pigs. I am in a world of fat people. How can these lazy fucks stand it? I feel hate. Why do I hate these fat asses? Its weird but I feel like yelling at them to wake up. The girls are looking at me again. One stops me and touches the ropes for veins in my arm and says nurses must love me when they draw my blood. Its funny but she is right. They do say that. I'm a freak. Its exactly what I want. I'm walking art. My art. My sculpture. Its who I am....Just another day...a day of work to become a FREAK.


    • #3
      Wow very motivational.


      • #4
        I just started dieting comes to crazy train....
        All posts are for entertainment and may contain fiction. Consult a doctor before using any medication.


        • #5
          Real talk
          All statements made herein are fictional and are solely for entertainment purposes


          • #6
            id love to see HI do porn
            "Feel ill as fuck - not sure if it is protein powder or tren?"-bigdog123


            • #7
              Originally posted by Brutal Master View Post
              id love to see HI do porn
              Are you hitting on me?
              All posts are for entertainment and may contain fiction. Consult a doctor before using any medication.


              • #8
                very good writing heavy. I'm impressed actually.


                • #9
                  I'm not going to lie, the part about being lazy and not eating strict for a week is so fucking true...Seriously I gotta try eating strict at least for 1 week. No missed meals.
                  Being a champion in any field means pushing the boundaries of society


                  • #10
                    I've never ran tren. Honestly I'm scared. I know what it can do, I know its the end all be all of aas. I just fell I'm not ready in the head yet to run it. My good friend who is a top npc competitior told me not to until I am 100% sure I can handle it mentally. After reading this I know he's right. GREAT READ heavy, and thanks for posting this lion. Probably the most aphonest and literall thing I've ever read when it comes to bodybuilding. People just don't get "us", as this is what seriously goes through my head, to a lesser degree of course, but along the same lines.
                    Team- Big Ramy. Believe the hype.
                    We all live the same life man, just diff places and diff routines - Jay Cutler


                    • #11
                      " Man the fuck up and start working for it bitch."

                      fave part right there


                      • #12
                        Greatest fuckin post I've read to date I'm sure most of us have had these thoughts I'm glad someone finally put it out there great stuff!!!!


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                          • #14
                            This is some good shit! I love when people are bluntly honest... My co-workers think im crazy for eating the same thing at the same time day in and day out, week in and week out... But then bitch that they are fat... I wish i could get away with saying some of this to them... lol
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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by TheLion View Post
                              I walk past them every day at the gym. Same guys doing the same routine looking the exact same as they did 3 months ago. Talking during sets and even while doing cardio. It isn't work, it's fucking social time for them.
                              One of my favorite lines right here. So many guys at my gym just chat it up with their buddies and don't train. And after several years they still look exactly the same.