The Chronicles of “B”

Greetings my friends from the Land of Bulk! It’s a gorgeous Sunday morning here and I’m sitting here with my Miami Dolphins coffee cup reflecting on my life. It certainly hasn’t taken long for the effects of the bulk to become evident. I feel my arms becoming more swole (is that proper English) and my abs which were visibly prominent a mere week ago are now safely stored beneath a thin layer of fat where they will remain for the rest of the winter.

Looking back over the last few weeks of my contest prep I’m beginning to wonder if I have the genetics to be successful in bodybuilding competition. I mean my body responded extremely well to cutting. I was amazed how fast I leaned out but the muscle definition I had hopped for fell far short of my expectations. Make no mistake…there was muscle…just not enough to suit me. I’ve also come to realize just how long and how bad I’ve wanted to reside in the land of hugeness!
I remember reading those Charles Atlas ads in my comic books when I was a kid and dreaming about how cool it would be to get that huge and visit my wrath on all those sand kicking bullies of the world. I also remember pouring over old muscle mags with articles about my early BB hero’s like Frank Zane and Larry Scott.

I really regret not pursuing BB back then but I was more into the dream of being in the St. Louis Cardinals outfield or taking over the reigns of starting QB for the Dolphins from Bob Greise but some dude named Dan Marino beat me to it. Those dreams paid big bucks and brought with it the admiration of thousands of adoring fans. Even though I admired bodybuilders most of John Q. Public at that time looked at them as freakish. That was pre Arnold of course. Anyway…as much as I admired my BB hero’s and wanted to be like them I was no dope….I was going with the fame and fortune!

I’m so glad I’ve found my way back to the iron if for no other reason then the health it’s brought me. Plus it’s awesome to have kids in their 20’s guess my age at mid 30’s! Bodybuilding has truly been a fountain of youth for me but I want more from it than that.

I’ve come to realize that I still crave that admiration so that’s why I pursue the dream of competing. I want to win contest and inspire others of all ages to pursue their BB dreams. I want to be in magazines and show the world that 50 can be the new 25! I would love to meet my BB hero’s and shake their hands and tell them how much they inspired me. I know these are big dreams but if you’re gonna dream what not dream big. Don’t doubt me! Now if I can just overcome those damn genetics!