A few pages back I posted about how I tore my pectoral and Triceps back in July 2016. A little about myself. I live at what some call the end of the world. I live on an island that is the southern most point of the US, far closer to Cuba than the Florida mainland. Key West is where I live. I disconnected from the world and far from the rat race. The lifestyle is perfect for me as I am rather eccentric. I don't cut my hair, I don't have cable or a computer. On occasion I borrow my girlfriend's computer. Like now actually. I spend my time down here swimming in the ocean, lifting weights, admiring the beautifully dramatic scenery, and working a fairly hard manual labor job. I have a 12 year old Harley Davidson and 1972 VW bug for transportation. Mostly I walk places or ride the Harley, I use the bug for groceries and such.
I live in a small 3 bedroom apartment with my 2 German Shepherds, my Puerto Rican girlfriend and her young son. I don't have much nor do I want much. I am not looking to compete with the Jones's or anyone else for that matter. I work really hard to pay my rent, electric, water, and groceries because I have to but everything else I do is what I want. It took me many years to realize these things but once I figured it out my stress level and happiness are probably where they should be.
That being said where does Bodybuilding fit into this? Well we all know what a selfish endeavor Bodybuilding is and it's potential danger to relationships, job, even one's freedom. The mental aspect of bodybuilding takes years to master for a select few. I think many get involved for the wrong reasons and all it does is magnify any and all problems one might have had that might have made them think that standing on stage or big muscles where the cure all.
I love Bodybuilding because I love the process, the suffering, and the improvement. I have been training for the better part (minus the injuries) for the better part of 34 years. I have found that the only thing that gets me focused and disciplined is to compete. That being said after my injuries in July 2016 I really didn't train until January of this year. Feb, March, and April I kind of went through the motions. On May 16 I was 223 lbs and by no means a good 223. I figured my bodybuilding days were behind me with the 2 major injuries so it was hard to get any motivation to eat and train properly.
I train in an Old School, hardcore, throwback gym down here called Old Town Fitness. The owner is a tough Irish immigrant who came to Key West on a boat and use to be a dishwasher. We hit it off from the start because he loves bodybuilding and Frank Zane in particular. He asked if I would help him put together a locals only bodybuilding show. This kind of lit my fire a little and soon we were recruiting guys from the gym to go against guys from other gyms. I started helping them with their diets and posing and it kind of got me back in the mix. I started dieting and training hard and I decided to do a show on Sept 30. Our show here is August 26 and I be expediting and guest posing.
I did my own diet at first using different things I learned but my progress was just not what it needed to be. I changed over completely to what I had learned by being prepped by Jason and things started to move to the positive. Once my shape improved I sent Jason a pic and he commented something to the effect of that I still seemed to have the shape, lines, and symmetry. In the upcoming weeks things continued to improve and a few weeks ago I sent Jason another pic. This time I think he realized I was serious about competing and he made some changes as to what I was doing and I am improving every week.
Right now I am sitting at an all time low of 189.8 lbs. I am 7 weeks out from the show, 2 weeks from the guest posing routine. If everyone is interested and it's okay with Jason I will be happy to share what we are doing, progress, and final destination.
Enough for now but looking forward to sharing.