Motivation Stories!

[TKD_Andy]

Sometimes when you're trying to batter your body into shape, you can hit highs, lows and plateau's.

I want people to post their success and motivation stories.

like mine from today:

ive never been that strong (relatively) and our new heavy weights room at uni has recently re-opened. Tonight me and my 3 mates were the only guys in there, music rocking out and i was feeling pumped, despite having a bitch of a cold and being knackered.

Cutting to the chase: back home ive never leg pressed any more than 140kg, because thats all our leg press goes up to. i thought that was heavy! haha.

Tonight i DOUBLED that. I started off on 150kg, doing 10 reps, then upped it until i was doing 6 reps on 225. I was fine! it felt great, i was cracking out great reps and i couldnt understand why it wasnt hard.

so, i upped it to 280kg and blasted out a good 6 reps. Booyeah! It felt fantastic. I cant wait until the next session, i want to up it to 300kg eventually.

Three hundred fucking kilograms guys, im only 72kg myself! 4.16 x my bodyweight.

p.s the guys i train with are all pretty damn ripped and they couldnt press more than 220kg

So, get posting!

[CanEHdian]

Once again with the leg press, it started out as a friendly competition and ended that way when neither of up won when the press ran out of weight at 725lbs (aka. 329Kg) and 10 reps.

Also i saw someone working their calfs at 200lbs ( 91Kg) and since they wernt that big i figured i shouldnt bring the weight down. i did a few sets of 10 and later when my buddys came over to the station they were doing 130 (58Kg) or so. i felt so strong.

[alpha7158]

Originally Posted by TKD_Andy

Sometimes when you're trying to batter your body into shape, you can hit highs, lows and plateau's.

I want people to post their success and motivation stories.

like mine from today:

ive never been that strong (relatively) and our new heavy weights room at uni has recently re-opened. Tonight me and my 3 mates were the only guys in there, music rocking out and i was feeling pumped, despite having a bitch of a cold and being knackered.

Cutting to the chase: back home ive never leg pressed any more than 140kg, because thats all our leg press goes up to. i thought that was heavy! haha.

Tonight i DOUBLED that. I started off on 150kg, doing 10 reps, then upped it until i was doing 6 reps on 225. I was fine! it felt great, i was cracking out great reps and i couldnt understand why it wasnt hard.

so, i upped it to 280kg and blasted out a good 6 reps. Booyeah! It felt fantastic. I cant wait until the next session, i want to up it to 300kg eventually.

Three hundred fucking kilograms guys, im only 72kg myself! 4.16 x my bodyweight.

p.s the guys i train with are all pretty damn ripped and they couldnt press more than 220kg

So, get posting!

wicked man,
tho be carefull doin leg press' often people only do em, so they build their quads up to be stronger than their hanstrings. then they tear muscles. make sure u exercise both evenly. I would hate to see you fuck your legs up

[Lobo]

I like Greg Valentino's stories, which for some reason always involve him shitting his pants.

[DeeJay]

As do any great stories.

[verymetaldan]

These stories sound excellent... Is it something along the lines of
"One day I trained to hard I shit my pants... The end"

[Lobo]

TB: On one of the Internet chat rooms they said you like to bang trannies.

GV: Let me be honest with you. I'm a freak. I'm not gay. I don't find men attractive. Men repulse me. I'd throw up on a man.

TB: You're into throwing up on people? Those are called Roman showers, right?

GV: Ball buster. When people think tranny they think Dustin Hoffman in Tootsie in a wig. That's a transvestite. A transsexual is a person who might have been born in a man's body, realized they were female inside and had the sexual reassignment surgery to allow them to fulfill their nature.

TB: Why didn't I learn about this in health class?

GV: They should have taught you because let me tell you something. When you go to a big club in New York City, when you go to the Sound Factory, there's all these hot women. You see all these bodybuilders hooking up with these hot women and you know what? Some of these hot women are transsexuals. They've got tits. They've got vag. They live as a woman. You can't even tell. And if that's the case, and she's blowing me, I'm gonna let her blow me. I'm not gonna check her DNA.

TB: So you were a drug dealer once. What'd you do, move a couple bottles of test once or twice?

GV: (laughs) A couple bottles. I moved units, son. I was definitely a drug dealer. I wasn't small potatoes. I controlled a lot of things. That part of my life is gone now. I'm a different person since then, but I gotta tell you something … I've been through a lot of shit.

TB: What's the craziest thing you've seen as a drug dealer?

GV: I've seen people shot. The craziest thing that happened to me is I've almost been executed a couple of times.

TB: Holy shit. What happened?

GV: This guy my partner and I dealt with fronted us about forty thousand dollars worth of shit. To make a long story short another guy that me and my partner trusted robbed us. Actually robbed my partner's house when my partner wasn't home.

TB: Did these people have names?

GV: Yeah, a-hole, but look, that ain't the issue here. Anyway, me and my partner go and meet the guy who loaned us the stuff and the guy flipped out. He drove us to this parking lot near Yankee Stadium and forced us out of the car at gunpoint. This guy was a nut, a real loose cannon, a made-to-do man if you know what I mean. Before you know it, I'm on my knees with my hands behind my head in a parking lot near Yankee Stadium. He was going to kill us.

TB: Weren't you guys afraid they'd come after you in the street? You know, as soon as you left the apartment? That they'd grab guns and scrambled after you?

GV: Nah. We took their pants.

....

But the garage was open. So I take some newspaper and I go in the garage. I close the door, spread the paper on the floor and I'm takin' a s***. Paul is outside beeping the horn rushing me. There I am bent over, wiping my ass. The garage door opens-it's Angelo with his wife and kids. He had an electric garage door opener. I thought it was Paul beeping to break my balls to hurry up. He was beeping to let me know the guy was home. Angelo caught me shitting on his garage floor. It was the most embarrassing thing, to turn around and see those kids with their heads in the car and they're looking at me. Their jaws dropped and I'm there bare ass with my newspaper.

I was embarrassed as f***. The wife goes in the house with the kids and the kids come running right back out, "Oh my God! The house!" The wife has to open all the windows. Paul is talking to Angelo, trying to calm him down, and Paul is blaming the s*** I took in the garage for his s*** in the bathroom that'd stunk up the house. The wife comes outside and she's screaming, "Valentino, you're disgusting! Angelo, the f***in' house stinks!"

[verymetaldan]

Originally Posted by Lobo

Quote:
TB: Weren't you guys afraid they'd come after you in the street? You know, as soon as you left the apartment? That they'd grab guns and scrambled after you?

GV: Nah. We took their pants.

That ones the best.

[anfeyd]

GV: (laughs) A couple bottles. I moved units, son.

I think that sentence is the best. Gangster.

[Drex]

hahahaha. I could see GV saying "Contract and squeeeeeze! Contract and squeeeeeze!" and tense so hard that he rips himself a new ass hole.