WARNING LONG READ

I am currently 29 years of age, and roughly 11-13% body fat. A little history about myself, in 2002 I weighed the most I have ever at a good 320 lbs. After realizing that feeling bad for myself and getting depressed wasn't going to make me anymore thinner/healthier I took the initiative to do something about it. The following day I scheduled an appointment with a personal trainer / dietician. He was a bodybuilder who ran a Health Shop and did diets for clients on the side. He charged a minimal fee and set me up with a custom diet, and workout plan. At the time I hadn't worked out since the football days, and even then it wasn't structured. So getting on a structured plan was something very new to me. For six months I never cheated, even on the weekends outside of a occasional slice of cheese on my chicken breast. I dropped weight quickly, went down to 250 in the six month span, and for my celebration of getting to 250 I went to the local pizza shop with my family. Had my first beer in six months (ouch) and 2 slices of pizza. It went through my system SO FAST that I broke out in the sweats, and had horrible stomach pains within 10 minutes of eating my second slice. Barely made it to the neighboring gas station and did damage!

Anyways, since then I have still remain fairly strict, I am currently 6'1 and weigh 195 lbs. I got down to roughly 178 at me lightest and bulked back up to where I am now. I have never taken anything outside of fish oil and a multi. I have been lurking around various forums for the last several years readying myself for when I was ready to make the plunge.

I gathered all my materials needed for my first cycle. I am running a good'ol Test E cycle at 500mg per week. AI / PCT on hand along with HCG. Now let me start by saying I am freaking SCARED TO DEATH of needles. It takes me 20 minutes at the doctor's office to mustard up the testicular fortitude to get a freaking shot. That said, GIVING myself a shot was a daunting task. I sat out Sunday morning excited and ready.

So, I placed all my items out neatly on my ironing board. Dropped the test in a cup of warm water, took a hot fucking shower and was ready to do this. For my first injection after a lot of thought, I elected my thigh. Seemed best, as its easier to get to, I can sit on my lazy ass, and use both hands easily enough. Took my first alcohol wipe and swabbed off the top of the vial. (In the future I won't stick the test in the water, the label on the bottle rubbed off and made my fingers sticky as crap...) Being the first time I have ever used a needle, I have watched many videos and they effortlessly withdrawal test in their needle like its water. Holy shit. Even after injecting air into the vial, it was a pain in the ass to get the juice out. (I ordered 22g for withdrawling, however my order was either incorrect or I ordered incorrectly and received 25g) So, anyways I got my 1 cc loaded up, recap and swapped out needled for a fresh tip. Found the spot on my thigh grabbed a new swab and cleaned it up. Put needle roughly .2 inches away and couldn't do it. Wimped out!

So now it's getting later in the day, and I have been thinking about it all day. The time was roughly 10:45pm. I decided now or never. Took another hot shower moved to the couch, washed hands for good intentions after drying off and turning on the TV. Swabbed, and put needle on my thigh, used the bouncing method, and holy crap I was like .5 inches in and didn't even know it. Pushed it another 3/4 inch in, aspirated (which was hard to pull back on the plunger, mostly nerves I'm sure) everything looked good, and pushed it in. Went in VERY SMOOTH, pulled needle out, no blood at all, rubbed with alcohol swab massaging it, and put on a band aid. ALL IS WELL AND PAINLESS!

So ANWAYSY, I get up in almost celebration, going back to my bedroom and holy crap I am dizzy as shit... I immediately go into a panic thinking I fucked up bad... Ears start ringing, room is spinning... I make it to my bedroom and lean again the wall to try and regain control... Next thing I know I wake up in the floor propped up against the wall. I know I probably only blacked out for .10 of a second, but that is the oddest feeling ever. I felt 100% fine after I came back too. Stood up and laughed a bit, rubbed the site some more, watched Jousting on The History channel, and went to bed...

This morning very minimal PIP... only when I stretch my leg a bit can I feel anything. I know psychologically I screwed myself, and the next injection Wed will still be a challenge. But I was shocked at how easy it was in the thigh, I mean absolutely felt NOTHING.

FYI I used a 25g 1.5 to inject.