My workout partner back in college insisted that we take one of the long claustrophobic university bus rides to watch and listen to a special guest speaker. After sleeping for about 3 hrs and waking up at 4:30 AM for a 5 AM workout along with pre-contest cardio, all I wanted to do was finish eating my 6 scrambled egg whites with 1 whole egg, 1.5 cups of grits, and a 40 gram protein shake so I could skip my 9 AM Physics class and 10 AM Economics class to catch a 2 hour nap before being bombarded with Biochemistry, Molecular Biology, Virology, Physical Biochemistry. Like a good friend, I popped an ephedra tab back when it was legal and went to with him to listen to this "special guest speaker." As I got off the bus and immediately looked over the side railing to see the overall turn out and more importantly, how many hotties were in attendance (it's the truth). Before I could even begin to take account of the overall turn out let alone the second part of my plan, I glimpsed this massive mountain of a man wearing a sports coat with a big smile on his face talking to a several students. My mind was screaming: "Bro, that's Lee F'n Haney and he's giving a talk at our university!!!!" My friend knew this all along and did everything in his power to force me to attend in order to meet the one of the most humble individuals to have been crowned Mr. Olympia multiple times. As you probably guessed, my buddy and I skipped our 9 AM and 10 AM classes to sit down and have a long conversation with Mr. Lee Haney. He answered all of our questions and was exceptionally polite the entire time. Also, standing next to Lee Haney made me feel like a Hobbit.
After what seemed like 10 minutes, over an hour had passed by. Lee had to make another guest appearance to give another talk at some other venue and actually gave my buddy his personal phone number and told him that if he's ever in Atlanta, stop by for a workout. Lee then suggested that we take pictures to together. What a stellar guy. After that, my buddy and I were so psyched, we ditched the remainder of our classes that day and went to the dining hall to eat big so we could be big like Lee Haney. True story. Good times. Good memories.