thudgens96
hiatus
So I'm sure that someone at some time has asked all of us why do we do what we do to ourselves. I really don't know why. I do remember the day my fascination began. I was 9 years old and the 1980 Mr Olympia was on abc wide world of sports. And i was in aww. I was suppose to be out working on the farm, but had snuck off to grandma's house. When my dad found me he was more than pissed. He grabbed me by the hair of my head picked me up, but I never took my eyes off the tv he noticed this too and set me back down and told me to get my ass back to work as soon as it was over. Needless to say I was a little confused cause my dad was pretty rough on me growing up, so when he let me stay and watch it was weird. The next morning my dad said we were going to build some electric fence. I was worthless I couldn't think about nothing but those monsters I had seen on tv the day before after several ass chewing I finally worked up the courage to tell him what I was thinking about. It was probably the first and still one of the few conversations me and my father have ever had. The following weekend I got my first weight machine. One of those weirder sets that mounted to the wall. And my journey began. I still don't understand the impact that day made on my life or what triggered my obsession. What's your story?
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