a story about a show I did not too long ago. for comparison to a few different people and approaches
For starters after the press conference, i hung out with my family. we checked into our hotel, went out to dinner, came back and the kids got in the pool.
the next day, since there was a day in between, we walked around the city, saw the sights, did tourist stuff if you will. I just brought my food with me and ate when I normally would. It was cold, esp for me, and my legs were getting that dehydrated, depleted ache, so as it got colder, we were too far away and it was too late, we went back, put some tan on, had some vodka and did my normal, hope I can sleep in a hotel before the show, hope I can have the biggest urine elimination when I wake up, and be paper thin the hotel window sunlight and hotel mirror
we all know those pics
now on to the venue the next day
there was a big big delay, disorganization, and the amateurs' portion didnt go as planned, so we were stuck backstage for
hours - much longer then we were supposed to be for sure
t. ruffin was the number behind me, so we spent a while standing around waiting to go onstage, and then when we were ushered back, human nature kind of had some of the guys just hangin with the same ones we had been around and already had been talking to.
there was a another competitor, i wont say his name, but I also know his coach personally. notorious for copious amounts of everything, doesnt give a damn about the person, health, just wants them to push the envelope so he can say they did well, and he was behind it. and also sell them everything
all day, this guy was pounding pie filling. tupperware(S) worth of apple pie filling that he had taken out of cans. hitting pins in the corner, eating salt, facetiming his coach, doing all kinds of pre show things. he was ready to explode. I seriously couldnt believe how he looked backstage. almost as if he was filling up like a balloon with air. I remember thinking, GDAMN, I want to look like that. personally I dont do too much, so I just sat back and shook my head, at the antics
back to Terrance. I didtn really see him do much of anything, hardly pumped, ate or moved except did some posing (routine walk though every so often) just basically passing time feeling stuck bored and irritated
we get on stage, he moves to my other side, and I am pleased with it all because, I assumed he would win, and I could get a good look at my comparisons with him during poses, and: I was next to him for the whole time. I was happy that I didnt fall for any monkey see monkey do, I better eat more, drink a coke, more, more more, take another diaz, etc etc
the guy I spoke of, who was in my mind, the beast of the show, ended up in last. Still looked sic though, just smooth, but bodybuilding is bodybuilding,(sorry-classic) and we all know a freak when we see one, and he was freaky at that moment, just had the glazed donut look onstage under the lights