I do not agree with your mentality here that unless you feel close to death after living on tilapia and broccoli and doing 3hrs of cardio a day your not true bodybuilda. Come on man. Of course if your not suffering pre contest somethings wrong but to make it the main sign of physical perfection is warped sir.
I think you may have mis-read or misunderstood what perspective I was taking.
It's cool. A lot get's lost in translation.
And I agree with your last statement. I am a third party. I don't claim to be a "guru" but I do what I can to help these "kids" stay safe during and after their contests. And by "kids" I mean '30 somethings' ~
The near death experience when dried out and possibly having used more, when more was not necessary... among other things...
I'll drop that for now. It get's to in depth.
Now, before and after these contests I am also dealing with multiple photographers in the gym... before and after. These competitors talk about how they are feeling and how they felt. Some are standing there with a plastic trophy trying to explain to me how it's not the trophy, it's something they want to look back on...
Problem is; if they keep it up... someone else may be looking back on it instead.
This is a world that I thrive in. I know that there are a lot of people here that do also. People will disagree with mis-chosen words, or they will know exactly what message I am attempting to convey.
And the irony? The irony is that I love seeing a muscular body that looks like an anatomy chart with a thin layer of Saran Wrap on it. So, what does that make me?
A schmoe? A thong-jockey lover? I actually like seeing the females shredded up more than the dudes. The females are always cool. The dudes always seem to have a severe attitude malfunction and can't handle their placings. The females are much more gracious. Not sure why that is....
Oh well... rambling again. My trademark.