Because I beat that guy like he stole something and he just kept walking toward me. Pounding the fuck out of him with clean hard shots to the mug and liver and he walked through em. He didn't get tired or gas out at all. He didn't punch himself out (muscle failure of the arms) even though he threw twice as many punches as me. Round after round of what seemed like conquering a machine. I knew that day that if I was going to seriously compete , I needed chemical help to be on the same page as the competition.
Fast forward 10 years and the gloves were retired too early. I had a wealth of knowledge and nowhere to apply it. To fill the void I went and did what was forbidden for a weight restricted , agile, flexible fighter with freakish reach advantage. I went and started picking up things and putting them down. Here we are

To make my daughter's bofriends running back to their mom :-)

Low natty test

to make the boys cry .....

Because fuck looking average

To leave a good looking corpse behind, be fit, feel great, and still have the strength and stamina to crack heads open with my fists into my 40s and beyond.

First ph/dis to break some plateaus especially after 2 injuries.

But going full "dark side" I knew I would someday but getting second to a guy who wasn't as lean but outweighed me by 10kg sucked!

to compete...dont think i would do it without bodybuilding.