[Adam F]

It was really my dad. I never had a hero besides my dad in the fitness world. When I was 15 he bought me a weight set. A plan old bench with 300 pounds of weight, a curl bar, and 2 bar dumbells. My dad knew I wanted to do really well in HS football because my dad did as well. He was a giant back in his day standing in at 6'4 350 pounds. Anyways I started lifting solid for about 5 months watching t.v with a curl bar in my hand tossing weights around here and there, and one day I remeber i flexed my guns in the mirror, and i liked what i saw. From that day on I bought wife beaters, and gobbled up the compliments. I remeber my first job I landed when I was 16 was because the size of my arms. No kidding. The job was labor intensive, and I loaded shingles up on a roof carrying them up the ladder. I never measured them back then but I bet they where good 16' . So basically I started lifting because of my dad, and I continue to lift for myself and the self esteem I get from "looking good." There is no better feeling in the world when you see a women ogle at you.