I have been getting the questions and I have decided it is time to answer them. What happened that got you depressed? Why did you fall off and now have to work harder to get back in shape? Why don’t you talk more about your past? I decided that now is the time to address it once and for all. After this, I am done explaining it and am moving on. Reflecting on the past is not the best way to improve the future. This isn’t a pity story. It is my experience and nothing more.
Some of you read the blog where I cover taking care of the teenager back in 2008. Beforehand, I was more into powerlifting than bodybuilding and wasn’t too concerned about being ripped anyway, just strong and healthy. Nonetheless, I was in decent shape. After the teen moved in with my fiancee and me, I had to work for a home improvement store to make end’s meat. (Not saying the name, you will see why in a few minutes) With the combination of the heavy training, working at the store, and all the dealings with various groups to make sure teen had what was necessary, a series of injuries built up and I had to take a break from training. I had a nail in my foot, doors fell on me and I had a rib pop out of place (still does occasionally), I sprained my ankle, I could go on.
Near the end of my tenure at the store, I was making a delivery and a refrigerator fell out of a truck and I had to catch it before it fell on me. I separated my right shoulder. Once that happened, and I didn’t have insurance to help me get it taken care of, I immediately quit the job. It wasn’t worth being in a constant state of pain for what little I was getting paid.
The fact that I couldn’t train and with the stress of being basically a parent of a kid that wasn’t mine, I got depressed and just didn’t care anymore. I didn’t diet and couldn’t train, so I got fat. 260 lbs. + to be exact. I knew better and at the time, didn’t care. Now if I would have known how my name would be out there for the world to see, I obviously would’ve thought better. Once I realized what I did, I got more depressed. It was a dark deep hole that I kept falling furthur down. It took a lot to snap me out of it. My blog was more to motivate myself. Little did I know what would be in my future.
I still deal with shoulder pain and back pain to this day. My super heavy training days are behind me. I have been training my ass off (literally) now that I have the opportunity to be an influence on this game. Despite all the soreness and tightness, I still go. I have no choice. People throughout the world see what I do and get inspired by it. If I can walk, I will train. Straight and simple. If I take a day off that I shouldn’t, then I am falling back to what I was.
I have lost over 50 lbs. of fat and although I am not as strong, I am healthier. No, I don’t have a sculpted six pack, but bet it will happen. I am leaner and happier. As far as I am concerned, that is all that matters. I am going to get leaner, I am going to get better, and I will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I BELONG in the spot I am in. Do you think I don’t know how fortunate I am? I know I am damn lucky. I want nothing more than to validate my writing skills and my place in this industry and on the world’s #1 most visited bodybuilding website with the physique to back it up.
If you are going to comment, question, or respond to me, now is the time to do it. After this, I am moving on. I am on a mission and reflecting on this experience doesn’t help. It only holds me back. It happened, I got through it and I am starting fresh. Thank you for reading. If anything comes out of this, if you are depressed, for God’s sake, snap out of it. If I can do what I have done, certainly ANYONE can. Knowing that someone changes his or her life and my experience played a small part in it makes it worth it.
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