Holding to the iron still its the only thing that matters in my life at the moment. Training status: well its a pathetic work in progress, a work in progress none the less.
I am financially stuck so stuck that every now and then I have to steal. Weightlifting is giving me a lot of pride and drive to push out of adversity! (Fantastic Article Atomic Dog)
My fitness goal is working toward a bigger, slightly bulkier highly operating physique. A physique that could feel confident in a room full of bikers, militia, cops, criminals. A physique that would say something for itself that I am strong, ready and able to protect myself and my friends. Nothing over the top–A solid, steady build that garners respect, to start out with.
My biggest inability at the moment is my financial position. I spend a lot of time stuck beause of the economic crisis trying to figure out what I am going to do to eat proper, financially I am poverty class and to give you an idea of what ill probally be
eating: Tuna, sardines, beans, potatoes, bacon, cheese, bread, milk, peanut butter, granola bars, chicken when I can afford it.
Right now I am working on finding a job so I can support my training. A job that would encourage training like moving boxes or washing dishes, something simple.
Today at 4:00 I am getting a program outline.
I weigh approximatley 155 pounds and I am around 5’11 or 5’12 standing straight.
Through training I would ideally like to accomplish an hyper acute clarity, full body awareness of my anatomy. I would like to understand my anatomy. As my highest goal I would like to evolve my sense of self to higher and higher levels, attract very hot females and be able to keep them around by being a solid guy.
I am flimsy, pretty much undisciplined, Twenty years old and like the Henry Rollins article, The Iron.
Push me around