Let me tell you what bodybuilding used to be:
helping a guy out even if you didn’t know him. Offerring a “spot” and feeling you were part of a brotherhood of iron.
Respect- (for others and your gym.)
Bustin’ at the seams when the newest issue of Joe Weider’s Muscle Builder and Power Mag. came out or Perry Raider’s Iron Man mag. went on sale.
5)When you could afford a can of MLO Protein Powder and you and your buddies crammed in a car to get to the nearest health food store that sold it.
6)Obtaining that t-shirt that read “300 Club”
- Years of hard training before you’d even consider your first dose of “the gear.”
8)Garage Training…yeah…honest to goodness garage training. Slabs of iron. Sweltering in the summer and layers of sweatshirts in the winter.
9)6 packs of Bud on ice after your powerlifting routine or sharing a doob in the parking lot with your lifitng buddies (many new police recruit’s.)
- re-runs of Pumping Iron.
Somwhere along the way it gave way to know-it-all’s, Bally’s, scam artist’s, mega-dosing freaks who can’t squat 300 lbs., spoiled brats that never heard of gym etiquette, I-Pod wearing little freaks that lounge on machines instead of training on them, and poser’s who swear they never had a bad training day, stay at 6% bodyfat year round, swear they’re on on a “little test.”, and couldn’t care less about the poor the sick or the elderly. Most are the sleep until 12:00 noon crowd. Lift, dose up, flame your fellow brother and then sleep a little more.
Meanwhile in your little world that’s this big (1 inch,) guys like Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson are laughing their asses off on thier way to the bank. BE NICE.