ScottTh392’s BodyBlog

Last  weekend, I went to the Europa show in Dallas. First of all, let me say just how cool the whole experence was! With that said, we were walking around the floor meeting and talking with all the vendors that had set up shop to the side of the main stage.

We were going from booth to booth picking up samples after samples when I just happen to look up and there he was on this huge sign…none other than Flex Wheeler himself.  Trying my best to control my excitement, my eyes scanned the area with laser like precision thinking he might be in the area somewhere.  Then I saw the schedule.  11 to 1:30.  Far freakin out.

I went back over to my wife and with great glee told her "Hey baby, Flex is going to be over there at 11!!!!!!!!" She just rolled her eyes and said " Well do you want to meet him?" Geeeez woman "Duh"

So, we went back over to the show and was watching the figure competition since it was only 10:45.  Still trying my best to contain my excitement, I kept looking over my shoulder at the booth and for any sign of Flex. It was now past 11 and no sign of him. W.T.F?  So I tried to act like I was paying attention to the Class B figure tall or short or whatever doing endless quarter turns before us.  I remember telling my wife that I thought the 3rd girl from the right looked the best, when my wife said "Honey is that him?"

Heck yeah it was him, "Let’s go"………

Then an extra bonus, we were the only ones at the booth too! How cool was that. So with me all tongue tied, my wife says to him " Can my husband get a picture with you?" my eyes widen and I actually think my heart skipped a beat or two. Then I heard "Sure".

Now,  Flex might not be in competition shape anymore, but he was still huge and very imtimidating in size. He reached out with his huge arm, accepted my hand and then my wife snapped off, quite possibly, the best picture ever taken in cell phone history.

Needless to say, not only did meeting Flex make my day, it made the rest of the year for me.  We left the show shortly afterwards and later we hit the gym, still feeling the glow of meeting one of the greatest bodybuilders ever to take the stage.  I increased the weight after every set and pushed myself further and harder. I think even my wife was somewhat impressed. (That last statement could have only been in my mind):)

Now loaded with this new ammo, I’ve been hitting the weights with new desire and determination. You never know when or where a new inspiration may hit you, but when it does, embrace it.  It could be from meeting a bodybuilding icon like Flex Wheeler or from someone leaving a nice comment to you on bodyspace to a new workout routine that might help you get past a hump. The point is, feed off that feeling and keep it close to your heart.

Instead of going to bed, here I am writing blogs about anything that is popping inside my head. Tonight, I wanted my daughter to snap off some action shots of me lifting weights. Curls, incline, flat bench anything I could think of to show off my progress. We didn’t, but my wife asked me why I didn’t.  I wanted to say, because no one is gonna see them anyway…….but then I remembered why I’m doing this in the 1st place. For myself……yeah, I forget that from time to time and I need to remind myself of that fact. I have to remember that I want to look good for myself and I don’t want to be that pot-belly, can’t see, can’t hear, bald old fart I was fast becoming.: (  Now, I will confess it burns my butt sometimes that my wife gets like a million frekkin hits on a pic and I can’t even get a mere 400 or a comment on a double bicep back shot. : )  But hey, I rather look at a smoking hott MILF too, but I feel like I’m ok enough with my own sexuality and manhood that I can tell some dude nice pic or let them know I can see that their making good progress.

I know, I cannot be the only one that feels this way. I promise that I will from this day forth, make a comment or rate a pic when I see some guy working his tail off to better himself and working to get to his goal.

I will let them know someone is supporting them and acknowledges the effort put forth.       

I went to my 1st bodybuilding show today with my wife by my side. My wife was suppose to enter this contest , but decided not too. Just between us I wish she had. I feel that she COULD have won this one, but then again, I am bias but there was only one of the contestant’s in the figure that would have given her any difficulty. 

With that said, I was very impressed with both the mens and womens competition. I thought I would feel intimidated, but I actually felt like with some more training and better diet I too could get on that stage and pose and flex with them.  Don’t know if I ever will, but then again, I never ever thought I would let myself get talked into a bench press competition either. So we will see.

I have alot respect for all the people that took part in the show. It’s HUGE just to walk out there on the stage. I could feel it , just sitting in the crowd. I guess you could say I was in awe of them. I hope someday, I too, will feel that comfortable with my body that perhaps, I will want to join them and maybe inspire someone like me in the crowd and make them think " Hey, that could be me someday".       

The other day, I was recording some receipts into the computer, when my wife comes up to me and says " Gee Honey, I hope we have enough money for our trip next week"… huh…..  What ever in the world are you talking about dear? Then I started looking at our daily budget, which I never do, and O.M.G. That woman and her contest is costing me a arm and a leg.

She say’s it’s expensive to look good.  Well no shit, I knew she had to get new suits, new shoes, make-up, tanning cream, nails done, hair done. To me becoming a make shift tailor, photographer,  a posing consultant and at least about 50 other things I’m blissfully ignorant of up to this point. 

Sigh……………….  The point is I don’t care. I truly enjoy my wife’s attitude, her appearance and her overall glow. She has looked forward to this contest and has worked really hard to get to this point. I know without a doubt she is going to kick butt.

So the week of the contest is finally here, and it’ almost showtime( I hope I survive) but I just had to get that off my chest Geeeeez Louise.       

Hmmmmmmm   well since I got a message from bodybuilding.com about not writing a post in over 2 weeks. I thought I would jot something down. 1st of all, it’s good to know someone misses me, besides my dog Butter. 

 I’m still working on my abs, still working to get them into shape. I’ve made some modest progress, but I still need alot more definition. "sigh"

I’m proud to say that I’ve finally kicked most of my BAD eating habit’s (junk food and sodas) that I LOVED for soooooo many years. I have to confess that it has been alot easier than I ever expected.

I’ve lowered my body fat down to 10.8 so I guess that old saying is true " You are what you eat". It sucks to admit you’ve been living in denial for so many years, but now, I sure wish I had started many years sooner. 

You know the kind of guy that always wanted to look like a big bodybuilding Flex Wheeler type… yeah, but ate quarter pound cheeseburgers and drank a 6 pack of Dr. Peppers everyday? Or the kind of guy that would that always put off going to the gym until the next day and the next day and the next day until it was Sunday again?  Or the the kind of guy that when asked if he worked out today would run into the next room and crank out about 50 push ups and re-emerged when he regained his breath and try to show off how big his arms are?   

Sad to say, but that guy was me.

Now I’m just trying be more dedicated and more conscience about my health and the sport of bodybuilding, to be more "Bufferized"

My name is Scott……..

A long time ago, when I was still in my teens, at 5′8" and a staggering 100lbs, playing football in my prime growing years, it dawned on me that I was never ever going to be the 6 ft 200 lb outside linebacker at the University of Texas (Hook ‘em Horns) that I always dreamed about being, nor was I ever going to the be the next Austrian Oak. I know, sad isn’t it?

However, in my twenties and two kids later, I did start hitting the weights and made a few gains here and there, enough to keep my wife going oooo la la. But, then came real life…coaching son’s baseball team, a real job, other responsibilities and I left my hobby for many years. Then, in 2002 I made a comeback. My wife and I started going to a couple of personal trainers and I was in love with working out once again. But,  out of nowhere came the worst back pain I’ve ever experienced. It damn near crippled me and sidelined me for nearly 8 months. Instead of getting back in shape though, I discovered X-box and my only real workouts came from yard work.

So, now, I have nothing to stand in my way of getting the body I’ve always wanted and being in the shape I always wanted to be in.

And, though I still have a long way to go, I’m getting there.  Although I may never be the next Austrian Oak, being from Texas, I can be the next El Guero Roble ( The White Oak).

So keep to your goals and dream big.

A couple of weeks ago, yours truly was going through some severe emotional homelife issues. One of the ways I learned how to deal with these issues was by going to the gym and hitting the weights.  Now I have been trying to get back into some type of shape since ‘05, but I wasn’t really that serious into it.  I ran a couple of miles a week and lifted weights about the same amount of times.  I was getting stronger and heavier but I didnt really like the way I looked or felt.  I was still eating a lot of junk food and washing it down with a gallon of sodas.

My wife kept telling me that I needed to eat better and get rid of the sodas…. uh huh.  No one wants to be corrected like a little child, but she was dead on right.  After about 2 days of cutting back on them, I completely cut sodas out of my diet. Cheeseburgers were a little bit harder but it has been over 2 months since I last had one.  I started running a mile and a half to 2 miles per day.  My weight dropped 14 lbs in less than 2 weeks.  A lot of that was due to personal stress,  but that’s another story.

Anyway, I finally made up my mind that I was going to get the body that I have always wanted.  It’s still a work in progress but now it’s starting to grow into a passion.  So much so that one day in the gym one of the trainers asked me if I would be interested in getting into a bench press competition.  Of course my 1st response was "not really", but he managed to talk me into it.  In the back of my mind I was going "I can always get out of it."  So long story short, 4 weeks later my wife kept going "your going to do fine honey".  Geeez more added pressure, I just didn’t want to finish last.  I mean I was in a 50 pound weight class. Contestants ranging from 150 to 200 lbs and me weighing in at 165.  When I completed my 1st lift at 205, I knew I was going to win and I did.

I owe alot to my wife for staying on my butt, but I also owe it to myself for setting a goal, sticking to it and erasing my self doubt.   

First of all, I have been thinking about writing a blog for sometime. My mood’s have been changing so much lately that I find myself full of ys over the same topic….. Bodybuilding.

So, as the days count down to my wife’ 1st contest. I’m actually very excited about seeing her on the stage. She has worked so hard and has come so far. I can’t wait to see all her hard work pay off. Now, all of this hasn’t been the easiest transition to go thru. Anyone out there in my situation can attest too. I know now, how important it is to support my wife in her goals and helping her on this journey. So guys and gals alike, try to support your partner, embrace their choice to do something that is important to them. You’ll feel better about all the hard work and time they put into getting ready for their contest and you’ll feel better about yourself and they in turn, will have one less worry because they know you’ll have their back. 

I know it’s easier said than done on alot of days, I know on many a day I feel like I’m complete stranger to my spouse,but in the end both you and I will know it’ well worth it. 

So fellow bodybuilders SUPPORT yourselves and each other.    

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