I honestly wish this was a career choice. I’d probably already be retired with Taffin arguing about who gets to wear the Golden Thong today
I'm just keeping it warm (and soiled) for you, Brah
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As for Palumboism's question: For me, it was kind of a sequence of events
I was always drawn to the muscle mags in the early '80s, and the Marvel/DC comics with their super-muscular heroes also must have struck some kind of chord - subconsciously, I guess - as I had no intention of training or anything at that time (teens)
But being 6'1" I strained my back one day, and a friend took me to the local YMCA and had me doing good mornings, hyper-extensions, ab-work, general core stuff. He was doing what he explained to me as Olympic lifts, but that looked like hard work(!) I stuck at it though, going 2 or 3 times a week. Then I saw this film - and I got fixated on this physique
Told my friend, and after he'd finishing laughing his ass off he put me on a M-W-F push-pull sort of split, and that was it!