WE don’t bitch or moan.
We rarely make excuses.
This look at me, look at me bullshit
doesn’t apply to us either.
Yes, clearly there are quite a few
differences that divides us.
It takes a superior level of focus that most
average gym goers lack. The junkie on the other
hand needs it to survive!!
The junkie doesn’t consider their
behavior extreme or extraordinary.
Putting in the necessary amount of effort
to surpass the most difficult of challenges
serious lifters face is merely a means to reach a
desired effect.Putting in the that
amount of effort is a given.
It goes with the territory. If we had a handbook
It’d be in the preface. Others may deem our
methods over the top. WE generally don’t pay
much attention to that non sense because
those are the same silly fuckers who confuse
dedication with obsession.
Obviously the Iron junkie has dependency issues.
No shit! I’m not so sure we could fucking stop even
if it meant losing life or limb! Seriously.
WE are soooo addicted to this way of being
that the junkie could never imagine
a normal existence without it. Anyway, it sure
beats the shit out of the alternative!
Iron junkie 4 life!
Junkie madness, so raw and unforgiving.
It reaches down deep and exposes our every
vulnerability. It’ll chew your ass up and spit
you out!! Nothing less will pass muster!!
Forging OUR armor has demands that far
exceed conventional norms.
It is this fixation to push well beyond
those pre conceived notions
of what is actually considered
challenging that bind us. No room
for doubt people.
Only those of us consumed with this
intense desire to train can comprehend
the significance. It’s when that definitive,
life changing moment occurs that the junkie
actually realizes the serious nature of this passionate
attachment. Once this bond is established it is rarely
broken. It can’t be coached, coaxed or coerced. It’s
simply a labor of love!! You got to want it to own it!
We are notorious for taking our shit
to the edge. No matter how
unattainable a goal may initially appear,
the fucking junkie is pertinacious in achieving
the unreachable!! We’re stupid like that!
We chose to turn a blind eye to uncertainty.
For the junkie accepting failure is never a consideration.
The freakin’ craving never subsides. Once
branded, priorities will shift! The junkie no
matter what shit life throws at US will
ever abandon ship!! WE are here for the duration!
Fucking A right boys and girls! Let this flame never be
extinguished! Be not discouraged, let OUR madness
empower us and motivate us.
The life of a junkie is always intense!! Not particularly, but
the commoners will have you believe otherwise.
Just because OUR training philosophy
fails to align with most fitness expert’s advice doesn’t
mean it’s extreme. I guess it all depends who you ask.
If perception is reality than the junkies typical day at the gym
would prove excessive to the majority of fitness enthusiasts.
Who doesn’t love a good challenging workout! However,
WE do have a vastly different opinion on what’s considered challenging.
Listen you fuckers do you. Far be it from us to ridicule your
pathetic attempt to convince yourselves you have the slightest inkling.
In the words of the inimitable Tom Bodett,
“We’ll leave the light on for you” yeah when you get
your head out of your delusional asses!
Welcome to OUR WORLD!!
The life of a junkie is always intense!! Not particularly, but
the commoners will have you believe otherwise.
Just because OUR training philosophy
fails to align with most fitness expert’s advice doesn’t
mean it’s extreme. I guess it all depends who you ask.
If perception is reality than the junkies typical day at the gym
would prove excessive to the majority of fitness enthusiasts.
Who doesn’t love a good challenging workout! However,
WE do have a vastly different opinion on what’s considered challenging.
Listen you fuckers do you. Far be it from us to ridicule your
pathetic attempt to convince yourselves you have the slightest inkling.
In the words of the inimitable Tom Bodett,
“We’ll leave the light on for you” yeah when you get
your head out of your delusional asses!
Welcome to OUR WORLD!!
HAHAHAHAHA! They'll never get their heads out of their delusional asses. Just try not to laugh too hard at them =)
Optics. Appearances. We get it! Most
would agree a more sane approach would
appeal to a broader audience.
Promoting our unorthodox manner in which
we pursue our training would set the industry back
years!! We catch shit for wearing a fucking bandana for crying
out loud!! Forget using chalk. Sweating,and the occasional grunt or groan
during a particularly difficult set and some morons get offended by the effort.
Don’t confuse us with the fucking wanna be’s either those jag offs
gave us the bad name to begin with! Sorry girls and boys forgive me.
I’ve been addicted to this “working out” thing for well over 50 years
and it pains me to see the direction it’s going. Joe Gold,George Turner,
Vince Gironda these MEN would never have tolerated all this bullshit.
Those of us who “IDENTIFY” as Iron junkies
know that nothing is handed to us,
our shit is fucking earned!! The sweat and
sacrifice are merely a prerequisite. That’s not really
what earns us the title. It’s when you start
peeling away the layers that you will discover
the junkies intense desire to train is unmatched
by even the most dedicated of athletes. WE are a band
of fanatics devoted to our training principles. Nothing more.
Long live the need!
The majority of iron junkies will admit,it’s
the endless pursuit of reaching incredibly
insane levels of size and strength that
tickles our fancy most! Yeah it’s what motivates
a lot of us to show up everyday. Then there is
the junkie who also sees the gym
as a sanctuary, a place to find solace.
Regardless it’s this madness that becomes
the extension of our will.Our rituals may vary,
but the objective remains fixed.
We measure time in sets and reps, our gains a testament
to our sweet toil and sweat.
Chiseling away weakness, forging strength.
The iron does not fucking discriminate! It rewards effort and punishes complacency.
Our bodies bear the marks of our devotion for they signify our commitment to our insanity.
The iron becomes our confidante, absorbing our stress, our anger, our doubts.
Let us lift with purpose, with passion, with unwavering dedication.
What does it take to thrive in our fucking little bizarro world?
A stout portion of patience and perseverance me little Buckeroos!
This ain’t no overnighter. You’re in bed with this mother fucker
for the duration of your days! They’ll be periods of extreme lows,
disappointment and frustration. Ah,but when this shit is treating you right
You feel like King fucking Kong! You walk different, you talk different
You sure as shit will start looking different. It transforms us
It feeds our inner freak! If you fuckers are looking for something
quick and easy you’re in the wrong fucking place. Using anything
more than your will,wits and sweat buys you a one way ticket to Shitsville!
What’s it gonna be?
We freely use the label “Iron junkie” to describe
how critically important our training is to us.But
It’s our irresistible need to prove we are worthy
to bear the moniker that pushes us to strained
expectations.The iron however,will whisper promises
of transformation, of forging weakness into strengths,
but don’t be fooled it comes at an enormous cost!
It will demand parts of you that you may not be willing to share!
This shit has got to flow through your veins!
This madness bestows purpose only to those who embrace it,understand
it and are 100% committed to it! Simply put, it asks nothing
more of us than what we are willing to give.
YOU IN?