January 2011

I was there once - a skinny teenager with dreams of being the next Arnold. Actually, all I wanted was twenty pounds of muscle so I could stand up to high school bullies and gain confidence to talk to girls. If I got better at sports in the process, then that would be icing on the cake. Now, as a wise old lifter with almost twenty years of weight training experience, I've learned a thing or two. I've gained a ton of knowledge "in the trenches", I've gleaned considerable insight from fellow gym rats, and I've learned from all the reading...