Bodybuilder

Thursday, September 4, 2008
Body-builder
When I started body-building it was a time in my life where I'd hit rock-bottom. My wife of 11 years, (years in marriage ,that is, not her age), had found someone else and wanted out. So I joined the gym. I needed a distraction, so at the time it seemed the obvious thing to do. Maybe it was because I was trying to raise my self-esteem, I don't know, but it was the best thing I ever did.I'll never forget that first time though. I had been taken through my paces by this young girl, a fitness fanatic, who apparently had no intentions of taking it easy on a first-timer. Mind you, I had no intentions on crying 'Uncle' either as my pride was the only thing I had left to hang onto, so I gritted my teeth and plugged on. At the end of the session she looked down on me, still pressed under the weights, and told me I'd done well. I didn't trust myself to speak so I just nodded my head and waited for her to disappear from sight, before crawling towards the changing room. Pride has a lot to answer for.Since that time I turned down all offers of personal coaching and just did my own thing. It's like anything else, if you want to succeed in something, you do it and you keep on doing it, right through to the end. So if your desire is to have a good body that you can be proud of, DON'T STOP until you have attained it. NO EXCUSES!Anything can be accomplished if you have a BURNING DESIRE to keep on going until you achieve it. A WINNER NEVER QUITS and A QUITTER NEVER WINS!Write that down and put it where you can see it every day. Apply it to everything you do and you will move mountains! YOU CAN GUARANTEE IT!Now at 58 I have the athletic build of a 30 year old. I didn't have to kill myself either. About 3 or 4 times a week at the gym - 6 hours in total is all that was needed. But it was like clockwork and I never missed a session. These days I just exercise at home with my own gym equipment. You can pick up a self-contained home gym with the fixed weights for a reasonable price nowadays. And don't forget muscles have memories! That means once your in shape you can go a few months without lifting weights and after a week back at it , attain superman status once more. BUT GET THERE FIRST! Imagine and it will happen.
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Imagination is a fantastic asset. If you can IMAGINE IT you can do it! Which brings me quite nicely to a little story that happened during my childhood. I hope you like it because I have plenty of them.I was brought up in the north of England in one of those terraced houses that you see on television in programs like 'Coronation Street'. It was just as well I was an only child because with only having four rooms in the whole house there was buggar all room for anyone else. Mum and Dad were what you might call colourful characters; in other words they weren't invited to many police Christmas parties, but had hearts of gold all the same.Honesty and keeping on the right side of the law had always been impressed on me - just by other people that's all. So imagine how I felt as I walked home one day and came across a grass-fire, out of control and threatening a row of garages! Here was a big chance to make a name for myself in the community, I thought, as I ran half a mile to a phone-box to ring the fire-brigade. As I made my way back, I imagined my photo in the newspaper shaking hands with the fire-chief, maybe even receiving a commendation of some sort. When I got back though the fire had gone out! I was floored! Thoughts of commendations, photos in the paper and best of all being recognised in the street, sprouted wings and flew off. Sod that, I thought and proceeded to re-light it myself. Soon it was blazing away again and even better than when I'd discovered it!To tell you the truth I got a bit worried as it crept closer to the garages and there still wasn't a flashing light in sight. The newspaper headlines in my head suddenly changed to 'Young Arsonist Jailed!' and all of a sudden I wasn't quite so keen on hanging around anymore. I was just about to make a run for it when a small red van pulled up and four fire-men holding rubber swatters jumped out. After all that and they didn't even have the decency to send a fire-engine! The whole day was turning out to be a big disappointment.They had the fire out in a couple of minutes and then one of them walked over to me. He asked me a couple of questions while all the time looking me up and down very suspiciously. You cheeky bastard, was the first thing to go through my head; I bet you think I started it! Well I might have helped it to continue, but I didn't start it did I!I always had a fascination with fires when I was a kid.
Once I even set off a rocket in my Gran's kitchen. Both my grandparents were having an afternoon snooze in the room right above at the time too. Talk about a rude awakening! But that's another story. Till next time.
Jim