They see us.... sweating, bleeding, pushing weight as eyes gaze in our direction. They see us putting in the work and continuing to push ourselves to be better than we were the day before. But what they don't see is the calculations we are making as we stand at the meat counter and in the aisles of the store. The endless bathroom breaks in the middle of the night only to followed by some more water or supplements before crawling back into the comforts of bed but then to be woke again by a sore shoulder that is screaming for the arm to be placed in a different position. They don't see the pak after pak, meal after meal, or shake after shake that gets put down daily. They may think they see us and know the secret to our success... but only we truly know what it takes to be an Animal.