Mr. Aestheticz
07-17-08, 12:03 pm
This is just a story of someone who I love dearly who is my inspiration, motivation, mentor, a reason for my success, is a second father to me, and much much more!
Dedicated to my mothers fiance RG aka "Partna"
My mothers fiance used to be an inspiration in any gym he stepped into. Not because of how he looked, it wasn't his clean cut hair, not his piercing blue eyes, not his bull like legs and calves, or his silver back gorilla hands and forearms. He had a stomach that looked like it was made of 8 bricks, a chest molded by pure marble, and back that made the rocky mountains look like hills. He was healthy, smart, intelligent, helping, and was OLD SCHOOL. He wasn't a bodybuilder, not a powerlifter, but was just a lifter who loved the sport of IRON, SWEAT, BLOOD, and EVERYTHING we admire and adore about this sport.
The fact he could squat 600 lbs in smooth controlled motions, and bench press weight close to 500 lbs with the force and might of a Greek god made him look like a comic book hero. He didn't scream, yell, grunt, moan, or slam weight around like a baby playing with pots and pans. He wasn't afraid to offer a helping hand, a spot, advice (when it was asked), or even ask questions himself. He would put people in their proper places in a quiet low key manner when he felt their gym etiquette was out of place and explain what they did wrong.
He worked 10 to 12 hour days carrying heavy loads, delivering here - picking up there, fixing this, and fixing that. He never missed a meal, a shake, a supp, or ounce of water, and her never made an excuse as to why he couldn't lift, better yet he found reasons why he should. After long grueling days at work and heart bursting lift he still manged to make it home in time to play with his kids and spend time with his family. This in my eyes is a true ANIMAL and a true MAN. If you were to ask me to define a man or the definition of a man I would just simply say his name.
This ANIMAL/Man has been in my life now for about 11 years, it has been nothing but an honor and privilege to be associated with such a great person. I must add that my mother is a very lucky woman to find such a special partner post separation from my father. Kind of weird saying that even thought its been years since their divorce lmao.
I learned 90% of everything I know from him, though through the years of lifting and training for football of levels as high as semi-pro, I am speaking more on a level of bodybuilding. I do do all my training and dieting OLD SCHOOL (not knocking the new school but OLD SCHOOL is where it is at for me), him and my trainer are the ones who put me onto ANIMAL/Universal supplements. My mothers fiance said "look I took this stuff back in my day and they are still around, so if it isn't broken why fix it right?", and he couldn't have been more right, I have been using ANIMAL/Universal since I have started my 18 week outing for my first show and am completely addicted!
Now I am going to get into why I am writing this about 1 1/2 years ago my mothers fiance was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease and was given 2 years max to live. Well it is like I said 1 1/2 years into his illness and though he shows signs of getting worse he is still pushing and ticking. My mother and I do not know what to expect further and how much longer he may have, and to see a man you first met being as big as a house and reduced to what he is now due to a disease that EFFECTS APPROXIMATELY 30,000 AMERICANS. Think about that fact, 30,000 American out of the MILLIONS-BILLIONS of people that live in the US.
He always says "what I would give to put on a pair of size 40 waist pants and at the pant leg have it fit like an undersized condom on a man" (LMAO did i mention he is hilarious). Or for him to just step into a gym and smell the sweat and odor of raw muscle at work. This is something that actually breaks me and tears me apart. To see someone with so much passion, desire, and drive who would give anything to push a bar, pull a weight, or just grab a dumbbell, SPEAK WITH SUCH A CALM TONE, NOT COMPLAIN, NOT BITCH, OR ASK FOR SYMPATHY, and is basically fading away! This my friends is a true ANIMAL, but yet is just a human being.
He tells me everyday of how proud of me and my accomplishments and strides I have made and taken, and that getting to see me on stage is one thing that will make his life complete before he passes (imagine the pressure that puts on me to make sure that I give him everything he deserves out of me).
He is my reason for wanting to be the next generation of bodybuilding, he is my motivation, he is what keeps me in focus, he is the thought in my head when it is leg day and I rrreeeaaallllllyyyy do not want to squat and I ask what would he do or say. Mainly I tell myself "STOP BITCHIN, STOP CRYING, AT LEAST YOU CAN STILL SQUAT!!!". I am sharing this with you today because I don't want sympathy, I don't want you to feel sympathy for him, or any other sympathetic reason.
I am sharing this because I just wants us as ANIMALS/Bodybuilders/Powerlifters/Athletes to realize the gifts, talents, and abilities we have, and to use them to our full potential and always give 110%. We are not guaranteed a fuckin thing in this life, nothing is ever given it is earned, and if we keep our dreams locked up close to our hearts no one can every steal them away from us. Never make excuses as to why you can't lift or why you should cheat, make reasons why you should lift and won't cheat yourself. Though we are ANIMAL's in our community, remember we are only HUMAN and only have one life, so in the midst of your/our hardcore living DO NOT FORGET TO ALWAYS TELL YOUR FRIENDS/FAMILY/LOVE ONES YOU LOVE THEM. Because in the end of all our shakes, pills, powders, meals, drinks, supplements, barbell's, dumbbells, and weights WE ONLY HAVE ONE LIFE, ONE FAMILY, AND ONE SHOT TO DO AND MAKE THINGS RIGHT!
MANY BLESSINGS!
Mr. Aestheticz
Dedicated to my mothers fiance RG aka "Partna"
My mothers fiance used to be an inspiration in any gym he stepped into. Not because of how he looked, it wasn't his clean cut hair, not his piercing blue eyes, not his bull like legs and calves, or his silver back gorilla hands and forearms. He had a stomach that looked like it was made of 8 bricks, a chest molded by pure marble, and back that made the rocky mountains look like hills. He was healthy, smart, intelligent, helping, and was OLD SCHOOL. He wasn't a bodybuilder, not a powerlifter, but was just a lifter who loved the sport of IRON, SWEAT, BLOOD, and EVERYTHING we admire and adore about this sport.
The fact he could squat 600 lbs in smooth controlled motions, and bench press weight close to 500 lbs with the force and might of a Greek god made him look like a comic book hero. He didn't scream, yell, grunt, moan, or slam weight around like a baby playing with pots and pans. He wasn't afraid to offer a helping hand, a spot, advice (when it was asked), or even ask questions himself. He would put people in their proper places in a quiet low key manner when he felt their gym etiquette was out of place and explain what they did wrong.
He worked 10 to 12 hour days carrying heavy loads, delivering here - picking up there, fixing this, and fixing that. He never missed a meal, a shake, a supp, or ounce of water, and her never made an excuse as to why he couldn't lift, better yet he found reasons why he should. After long grueling days at work and heart bursting lift he still manged to make it home in time to play with his kids and spend time with his family. This in my eyes is a true ANIMAL and a true MAN. If you were to ask me to define a man or the definition of a man I would just simply say his name.
This ANIMAL/Man has been in my life now for about 11 years, it has been nothing but an honor and privilege to be associated with such a great person. I must add that my mother is a very lucky woman to find such a special partner post separation from my father. Kind of weird saying that even thought its been years since their divorce lmao.
I learned 90% of everything I know from him, though through the years of lifting and training for football of levels as high as semi-pro, I am speaking more on a level of bodybuilding. I do do all my training and dieting OLD SCHOOL (not knocking the new school but OLD SCHOOL is where it is at for me), him and my trainer are the ones who put me onto ANIMAL/Universal supplements. My mothers fiance said "look I took this stuff back in my day and they are still around, so if it isn't broken why fix it right?", and he couldn't have been more right, I have been using ANIMAL/Universal since I have started my 18 week outing for my first show and am completely addicted!
Now I am going to get into why I am writing this about 1 1/2 years ago my mothers fiance was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease and was given 2 years max to live. Well it is like I said 1 1/2 years into his illness and though he shows signs of getting worse he is still pushing and ticking. My mother and I do not know what to expect further and how much longer he may have, and to see a man you first met being as big as a house and reduced to what he is now due to a disease that EFFECTS APPROXIMATELY 30,000 AMERICANS. Think about that fact, 30,000 American out of the MILLIONS-BILLIONS of people that live in the US.
He always says "what I would give to put on a pair of size 40 waist pants and at the pant leg have it fit like an undersized condom on a man" (LMAO did i mention he is hilarious). Or for him to just step into a gym and smell the sweat and odor of raw muscle at work. This is something that actually breaks me and tears me apart. To see someone with so much passion, desire, and drive who would give anything to push a bar, pull a weight, or just grab a dumbbell, SPEAK WITH SUCH A CALM TONE, NOT COMPLAIN, NOT BITCH, OR ASK FOR SYMPATHY, and is basically fading away! This my friends is a true ANIMAL, but yet is just a human being.
He tells me everyday of how proud of me and my accomplishments and strides I have made and taken, and that getting to see me on stage is one thing that will make his life complete before he passes (imagine the pressure that puts on me to make sure that I give him everything he deserves out of me).
He is my reason for wanting to be the next generation of bodybuilding, he is my motivation, he is what keeps me in focus, he is the thought in my head when it is leg day and I rrreeeaaallllllyyyy do not want to squat and I ask what would he do or say. Mainly I tell myself "STOP BITCHIN, STOP CRYING, AT LEAST YOU CAN STILL SQUAT!!!". I am sharing this with you today because I don't want sympathy, I don't want you to feel sympathy for him, or any other sympathetic reason.
I am sharing this because I just wants us as ANIMALS/Bodybuilders/Powerlifters/Athletes to realize the gifts, talents, and abilities we have, and to use them to our full potential and always give 110%. We are not guaranteed a fuckin thing in this life, nothing is ever given it is earned, and if we keep our dreams locked up close to our hearts no one can every steal them away from us. Never make excuses as to why you can't lift or why you should cheat, make reasons why you should lift and won't cheat yourself. Though we are ANIMAL's in our community, remember we are only HUMAN and only have one life, so in the midst of your/our hardcore living DO NOT FORGET TO ALWAYS TELL YOUR FRIENDS/FAMILY/LOVE ONES YOU LOVE THEM. Because in the end of all our shakes, pills, powders, meals, drinks, supplements, barbell's, dumbbells, and weights WE ONLY HAVE ONE LIFE, ONE FAMILY, AND ONE SHOT TO DO AND MAKE THINGS RIGHT!
MANY BLESSINGS!
Mr. Aestheticz