This is my very first journey post....
a little about me: I'm 33, married with two kids. I'm a corrections officer at a small county jail, and I have been lifting on and off (mostly off) for about a two years. Before I was only half ass’n it, I wanted to change but lacked any real ambition to do so. I have recently gotten back into lifting... this time I have caught the bug, and have been going faithfully for about a month or so.
I love the feeling of pushing my self, of leaving it all out on the floor. In this past couple of months I have put forth more effort, sweated more, been more sore then I have ever in my life.
This time I'm an animal... armed with knowledge, and a support network of both peers and legends...
I promise not to bull shit. No ego. Good, bad, or embarrassing, I will always be honest to my brothers and myself.