My first foray into working out was with a kid named Alan Raiford..............he had a weight set and a bench with no fucking padding whatsoever...........we hung a pic of Draper on the ceiling to inspire us.


^^Not the exact same pic,ours was from an advertisement from a Weider mag,but same pose just the same.
This pic enabled me to crank out a few extra reps with around a whopping 50 pounds or so and the lack of padding on the bench made it look like I fell off of a motorcycle onto my upper back while shirtless!
We`re talking road rash city here! LOL

Anyway,after a brief stint "training" with Alan, I got my first set of weights.......A Sears Golden Pro vinyl covered weight set,filled with cement.
My drunk ass father bought it for me......in fact he bought everything from Sears with a credit card,he bought so much in fact,that one day they came and took our TV set,Chevy Impala,Small Aluminum boat and motor,plus the trailer to haul the boat,huge tent and camping equipment up the ass,etc. etc.......but they didn`t get my gleaming set of gold plastic fucking weights..........HELL NO !!

Ironically enough,we never used any of that shit anyway except the TV and the car because dear old dad was usually fucked up after work!
I used to say I was the proverbial 98 pound weakling,but in actuality,I most likely weighed around 85 pounds or so at a height of 5'5"............I had the bone structure of a sparrow,and the metabolism of a fucking hummingbird.
I`ll continue in a bit...........my typing finger is cramping.......gotta` grab so,me Potassium!

To be Cont.