In 10 years my evolution as a bodybuilder and bodybuilding fan drastically changed. In the most simple way and the most convenient of definitions this is what has changed and when I learned what I know now.
1999-2000: Bodybuilders are all rich, set for life, healthy all doing well. Most of them are natural because they follow The Weider Principles. Use glutamine at the right times and all have access to any supplement they need.
2000-2002: Okay. So maybe some bodybuilders use gear like a Markus Ruhl or a few other guys but not all of them. Hmm.. why does it seem like alot of these guys have no jobs? The magazines outline their days and eating/training schedule and I can't see how they fit work in between eating, sleeping, training, sleeping, tanning, cardio, eating etc...
2003-2004: Odd. My first ASC and already a veteren of attending local shows. Why are pro bodybuilders such doucebags? What do they do all day long?
2005-2006: I discover Getbig.com. My life is forever changed. I begin to learn how to spit water at the bodybuilding industry and not take it as seriously. I learn that G4P and drug dealing is a major money maker for unemployed bodybuilders. I also becom tragically addicted to reading about owning, meltdowns and anything savage or colossal. I finally post and fell into the abyss of Getbig. I meet Special Ed. He reveals the truth of the bodybuilding industry as a whole and confirms what I have been suspecting about professional bodybuilders and bodybuilders in general.
2007-2008: Getbig becomes a way of life. All day long it's talking shit and swallowing spit. Everywhere I stand I'm a Getbigger. I'm Getbigging everywhere I go. Throwing it up representing. My eyes are wide open to the ugly perils of the bodybuilding industry and the uglier perils of what bodybuilders and competitors of the NPC & IFBB are really about. I start to realize what jokes and pathetic p.o.s majority of them are. I start to personally witness the corruption and lies by the local NPC in my state. I can't help but to notice how awful people knee deep in shit involved with bodybuilding and the production of bodybuilding are and how they are all apart of the ever spinning wheel of lies. Still... I continue to compete and prep for shows and numb my pain by plowing a plethora of figure/fitness/bodybuilding girl slut ass!
2009-2010: I compete in a state show. I placed handsomely and looked amazing. I also seriously date a figure girl who is more dedicated to the bodybuilding industry than any other person that I know. Her obsessive compulsions with her physique, her calories, her delts, her inventory on clenbuterol start to make me get bored with all of this. Her madness decends to meltdowns to the brink of physical suicide for eating a couple of Orero cookies in her offseason and triple cardio sessions a day because she is now a Size-1. Daily fits and episodes of crying and thoughts of suicide and grief consume her so powerfully it makes me step back and realize how completely fucked up and pathetic this all is. Watching her lock herself in a bathroom because she ate a donut and piece of cake to celebrate a co-workers birthday and then run outside at 11pm to take laps around the local park to burn off what she ate (still in her off-season) puts me on the edge of hating bodybuilding and hating everything that goes along with it. Seeing a girl with a doctorate deree, a house, money, a 890 credit score and a future want to slit her wrists over a few Oreo cookies in her off-season or because she couldn't get out of bed at 4am for cardio Sunday solidified my hatred for physique competition. Blockhead contemplates walking away from it all and go back to hockey. Ends it with the 'devotee of nothing' and starts to enjoy training and eating clean again. New gym friends. New beginning.
..Once a Getbigger, Always a Getbigger.
- Block!
