Do Work……..

ALL LIFE ENDS, BUT ACCOMPLISHMENTS ARE ETERNAL. When its all said and done each of us will pass leaving beyond our passions, our legacy, and our accomplishments. For me the past 25 yrs of my life, besides love for family and god, have been a numbers game. 12-1 football season, 2nd round of high school hockey playoffs, 8 egg whites, 4 sets of 10, 3,200 calories,  4 more miles, 97 days till next season, 57 stitches, 3 broken bones, 32 trophies, 9 medals, 2 more sprints, 1 LAST REP and 0 EXCUSES….The values of hard work and dedication have been instilled in me through my father and sports since i was born and i will carry that till i die. LIVE AND LOVE YOUR LIFE LIKE THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS TOMMOROW, AND PUSH THROUGH EVERY SINGLE REP LIKE ITS THE LAST REP FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. YOU CAN EITHER ACHIEVE YOUR DREAMS OR INVENT EXCUSE…..DO WORK

I’d like to take a second to thank everyone on here and bodybuilding.com. Bodyspace has helped me so much over the past 2 yrs since my motorcycle accident. Not everyone knows, but 2 yrs ago while I was on my way to training, a van thought it would be cool to run a stop sign and I ended up in the side of it going 40 mph on my Suzuki gsxr 750. I should have died but instead I broke my right hand in 9 spots, tore 3 tendons, and had 3 dislocations all in my right hand. After surgery, which included 6 rods and 45 stitches, the hand specialist told me it that I probably wouldn’t be able to write again with my right hand or use it like I use to. Now mind you I’m right hand dominant. Also before all this happened I was captain of my power lifting team in high school and played ice hockey in college. I was very active and lifting was a huge part of my life so to hear that kind of news it left me in tears for a while. I endured 9 months of rehab and even with a cast on my arm I started hitting the gym again. My hand permanently doesn’t close the right way and I have 3 spots of arthritis already in it. If you look at some of my pics lifting or whatever you can see my right hand messed up. But now I’m back training harder then ever. A lot of it has to do with how motivated seeing everyone on Bodyspace made me, and also reading the comeback stories of others. I was 22 at the time of accident and now at 24 I’m back to personal training clients again, I’m a fitness and tattoo model, and also a Cellucor sponsored athlete. This site continues to drive me to achieve all I can. Between trying to look as good as everyone else on the site and all the friendships I have made on here I know this site and these friends will always be there. It’s like a community of people all with the same basic agenda and drive, there for each other at all times. I thank all of you and Bodyspace and remember perseverance is perfections closest friend.

I have posted 3 pics in my photos.. 2 of my hand and one of me in the cast check em out

I come to the conclusion that this fitness and training thing has slowly evolved into life for me. It’s like a best friend at first you are friends and the more time with it the more the friendship grows and evolves and strengthens. Some days its going great and other times you wanna say **** it and your pissed but as the years past LIFTING and the iron, like a true best friend is always still right by my side. Its help me in all aspects in life, when im pissed about life its there for me to take my agressions out on. When im sad or depressed like when family has passed away its there for me to release my tears into. Also when im happy as hell on a beautiful sunny day its there for me to have fun with. I bleed iron, and with out me the iron also has nothing so together we are gonna build the closest thing to perfection that we can over my lifetime. This isnt a fad, it isnt a 3 times a week for a half hour thing, i relize this is a lifetime of dedication to reach a impossible goal of perfection but as long as me and the iron are best friends we will tackle it like savages TOGETHER… DO WORK…..  Im proud to say the IRON is one of my bestfriends

So I’m sitting in my office and I get off in 20 mins. To lift. I’m watching the video I have on my page the bodybuilding is a lifestyle one. And i’m thinking to myself I wish one day I reach my goals. Then it hits me I never will. None of us true to the sport will ever reach our goals because our goals are always to be better; it’s a never ending battle. A battle to reach a perfection that once accomplished a new perfection will be made. A new standard of what is big and what is lean. So with this in mind I ask myself why?? Is it that never ending challenge, is it to get more ass this summer, is to be bigger NOPE. Sure we all do it for a little bit of the looks the health and so on….. but us true savages lift because we have to, to survive in society because with out bringing our self to a muscle tearing exhaustion everyday we would go nutz, people would drive us nutz, we lift because we have instilled it into or genetics to move amounts of weight that shouldn’t be moved by anyone. We don’t do it to look like the skinny kid with abs lol…. We do it because we all want to be a PHYSICAL SPECIMENT…We want to walk by you and have you say omg that’s not normal looking, he’s ****in huge, he must eat small animals then go lift for 3 hours hahahah.. That’s why I do it… LIFE, LIBERTY, AND THE PURSUIT OF BEING JACKED OUT MY MIND……DO WORK, BECOME A PHYSICAL SPECIMENT.