Ok fellas here it is. Me vs. Punisher. A one on one battle to see who can accomplish their goals. In here we are going to lay it all out on the line. No bullshit. Anything you want to know at any time and we will tell you. Each of us is going to have a goal in this journey, both being different, and we will see who is Animal enough to accomplish that goal. No matter what. Whatvere it take. Over these 8 weeks of our journey we will go to hell and back and take anyone else along for the ride. Our training sessions will begin being listed on Monday 3/10/08. For now we are gonna hit you with a little backround information about ourselves.
I am the Enforcer. I am a no nonsense gym rat that fucking lays in on the line everytime I step into the gym. It is my sanctuary. Some people treat thier bodies like a temple, I treat mine like an amusement park. I am a young cat but by no means am I a rookie to this lifestyle. I walk with a swagger and a chip on my shoulder because in my mind I know I am the shit. I won't bullshit you, I tell it how it is day in and day out. If you went to war you would want me on your side. I'm a Jersey boy and no not one of those 180 pound pussies with their hair blown out, wearing Abercrombie, and just lifts to look good for the summer time. I'm 265 pounds of lean hard mass. I am not ripped but have cuts. That is my goal in this journey to hit 245-250 fuckin shredded. I want people to trun and run the other way when they see me. I am the complete opposite of what people see New Jersey as. I have a shaved head, I dont shop at thos enice stores becuase the clothes sure don't fit, and I having been living the Animal lifestyle since I was about 16. I tatooted the word SACRIFICE on my arm as a reminder to me. I know nothing comes easy and nothing comes without sacrifice. I have lost freinds and girlfreinds doing what I do and I could give a shit. People tell me all the time that I'm fucked up for doing what I do and why don't I "enjoy" life more. I say fuck that. I'd rather be in the gym busting my balls. Forcing my muscles to grow until they feel like they are going to explode. And for what you say? MYSELF. I'll never forget in high school we were doing a survey and my teacher asked me, "What would you rather be loved or feared." I chose the ladder. Fear me and respect me. Fuck that love shit- i'd rather have your respect. I'd rather have you look at me and know that if you fuck up I will be there in your face. I fear nothing. Pain is only temporary and I will keep coming back. There has yet to be a workout that I have not completed. I've done and tried it all. Trust me. If you think I am lying bring whatever you go and I will eat that shit up everytime. So follow me on my half of the journey. I will answer any questions you have for me on the way. There's no holding back now. I just punched my time card. Now who the fuck is with me?