We have been fooled into worrying about drugs coming across the border when all along the real menace was right on our own backyards.
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01-13-2024, 08:33 AM #31
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"To be a warrior is not a simple matter of wishing to be one. It is rather an endless struggle that will go on to the very last moment of our lives. Nobody is born a warrior, in exactly the same way that nobody is born an average man. We make ourselves into one or the other."-- Carlos Castaneda
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01-13-2024, 08:39 AM #32
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01-13-2024, 09:10 AM #34
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On a cold Friday afternoon, I had come home from school. I had been thinking of the gym all day. I was hungry, didn't have any lunch. In fact, I didn't eat because I spent the money. For the past month I was saving up for something. Something special which I bought at GNC. I was surprised they didn't ask for ID; I was pretty sure the cashier noticed how nervous I was. Anyways, my mom asked my how my day was when I got home, but I ignored her. I have more important things to do. I run to the bathroom and unpack my bag. In my school bag is a white plastic bag from GNC. I open the bag, first removing the receipt and flushing it down the toilet to get rid of the evidence. My heart was racing now. I unpack the creatine monster from the bag.
I wonder what people will be asking me when they see that I will be 50lbs heavier. Should I say I was just eating a lot? I remove the label from the tub and tear it into a thousand small pieces. I flush that down the toilet, too. It is time now. I run up to my room when my mom ask me what I am holding. I panic, sweat drips down my forehead and my teeth chatter. "Mom, it's just for a school project". "What project?" "I don't know mom I just started it!". A tear runs down my cheek. I run upstairs and open the creatine, scooping upservings into a clear water bottle. What have I gotten myself into? I fill it with water and drink it. There is no turning back now. The creatine monster is inside me now, it will control me. What should I do if I die? I cant let my family know about this.
I open the creatine tub and throw it all out the window; a white cloud of mysterious dust sparkles into the wind so graciously. I feel the substance taking control of me; I am now the monster. I walk downstairs, its time to work out; time to get big. Now I worry, I don't want to get too big; people will think I use steroids. I do use steroids. No I don't. Creatine. All I see is the weights now, I am almost downstairs when I hear "Do you want a cookie I just baked". I know I do not have time for this **** now. "No mom I do not want a cookie" I walk in the basement and drop to my knees before the weights, tears running down my cheeks. I turn to the right and look at myself in the mirror. Oh god, what have I done?http://forum.bodybuilding.com/showthread.php?t=159810801
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01-13-2024, 09:25 AM #35
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01-13-2024, 09:45 AM #36
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01-13-2024, 11:02 AM #40
Wow that article writer went on to recount his experience on Reddit. Here let me copy and paste it. Scary stuff.
EDIT: Here it is
On a cold Friday afternoon, I had come home from school. I had been thinking of the gym all day. I was hungry, didn't have any lunch. In fact, I didn't eat because I spent the money. For the past month I was saving up for something. Something special which I bought at GNC. I was surprised they didn't ask for ID; I was pretty sure the cashier noticed how nervous I was. Anyways, my mom asked my how my day was when I got home, but I ignored her. I have more important things to do. I run to the bathroom and unpack my bag. In my school bag is a white plastic bag from GNC. I open the bag, first removing the receipt and flushing it down the toilet to get rid of the evidence. My heart was racing now. I unpack the creatine monster from the bag.
I wonder what people will be asking me when they see that I will be 50lbs heavier. Should I say I was just eating a lot? I remove the label from the tub and tear it into a thousand small pieces. I flush that down the toilet, too. It is time now. I run up to my room when my mom ask me what I am holding. I panic, sweat drips down my forehead and my teeth chatter. "Mom, it's just for a school project". "What project?" "I don't know mom I just started it!". A tear runs down my cheek. I run upstairs and open the creatine, scooping upservings into a clear water bottle. What have I gotten myself into? I fill it with water and drink it. There is no turning back now. The creatine monster is inside me now, it will control me. What should I do if I die? I cant let my family know about this.
I open the creatine tub and throw it all out the window; a white cloud of mysterious dust sparkles into the wind so graciously. I feel the substance taking control of me; I am now the monster. I walk downstairs, it’s time to work out; time to get big. Now I worry, I don't want to get too big; people will think I use steroids. I do use steroids. No I don't. Creatine. All I see is the weights now, I am almost downstairs when I hear "Do you want a cookie I just baked". I know I do not have time for this **** now. "No mom I do not want a cookie" I walk in the basement and drop to my knees before the weights, tears running down my cheeks. I turn to the right and look at myself in the mirror. Oh god, what have I done?
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01-13-2024, 11:05 AM #41
what a retard. a real article would be like "I took creatine for 10 days. I gained 4 pounds of water weight and my wife moved in with her sister because my farts cleared out the house"
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01-13-2024, 01:16 PM #43
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I threw up hardcore this morning, and I'll tell you why. Yesterday i walked into gnc looking for some gakic creakic and naturally some cell tech, the clerk looked at me and smiled, and told me that we have some free samples in the back room. I followed him in, and he led me through poorly-lit hallways and into a room with a table that looked like a medieval torture device, attached to it were several bottles of celltech creakic gakic and anavol.
But as I looked at them, the clerk suddenly grabbed me and threw me on the table, where it immediately had some sort of locking device that kept me on the table with my ass in the air and mouth locked open. I felt my pants being pulled off and soon felt a thick cock slide into my ass. At first it was painful but after a few minutes I had 'opened up' so to speak. He came around to my mouth and i was forced to suck the clerk's dick clean, practically licking off yesterdays lunch. Now heres where it gets weird, he pressed a button on the wall and the table began to vibrate slightly...in the mirror in front of me i could see the celltech and other muscletech products being mixed into a single batter by the machine, and after a few minutes a scooper came down and poured the batter into my already gaping ass. The clerk went around and began pounding me again, ramming the celltech batter deeper into my ass. Eventually he came and i tried to fart or **** out the batter along with his cum. But instead he came to my mouth again and i was forced to suck off all the celltech batter and cum that was on his dick..after a few minutes, the celltech got to me and i began to feel dizzy, everything was spinning around me and the last thing i remember was the clerk saying 'hope you liked your free samples'.
I woke up this morning on my kitchen floor, barely able to walk and surrounded by 5 bottles of celltech, and 3 bottles of each of the other muscletech products. I checked the scale and I had gained 10 pounds of lean muscle. I guess muscletech products really do work, but at what cost?Lifts:
Squat: 460x1
Bench: 400x1
Deadlift: 575x1
OHP: 250x2
Weight: 180 lbs.
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01-13-2024, 01:33 PM #44
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01-13-2024, 01:38 PM #47
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01-13-2024, 02:00 PM #48
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01-13-2024, 02:25 PM #50
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01-13-2024, 02:31 PM #51
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Oh, so the guy who knows everything actually knows fuk all when it comes to supplementation and lifting? Colour me shocked.
...you're avi is much better lmao
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01-13-2024, 02:34 PM #52
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01-13-2024, 02:35 PM #53
Loved the pics to accompany the words in the here's what happened to my body section in that article. Really helped elevate the impact to visualize it like that
"One day I won't be able to lift any more. Not I won't want to lift. I mean physically unable. That day could be decades from now or it could be tomorrow. All I know is that's the day I'll wish I could lift more than ever. The day I'd give anything for one more workout, one more set, or one more cardio session. So go hard and enjoy every workout, every set, every rep. Because one day you will wake up and you will never get it back."
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01-13-2024, 02:38 PM #54
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01-13-2024, 02:39 PM #55"One day I won't be able to lift any more. Not I won't want to lift. I mean physically unable. That day could be decades from now or it could be tomorrow. All I know is that's the day I'll wish I could lift more than ever. The day I'd give anything for one more workout, one more set, or one more cardio session. So go hard and enjoy every workout, every set, every rep. Because one day you will wake up and you will never get it back."
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01-13-2024, 02:39 PM #56
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01-13-2024, 02:51 PM #57"One day I won't be able to lift any more. Not I won't want to lift. I mean physically unable. That day could be decades from now or it could be tomorrow. All I know is that's the day I'll wish I could lift more than ever. The day I'd give anything for one more workout, one more set, or one more cardio session. So go hard and enjoy every workout, every set, every rep. Because one day you will wake up and you will never get it back."
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01-13-2024, 02:51 PM #58
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01-13-2024, 03:03 PM #59
personal trainer is the biggest scam job i can think of off the top of my head. brb the only profession where you actually inhibit your client beyond what they could actually do for themselves as preventing injuries is a far greater challenge than making progress lol.
would be embarassed to be a personal trainer srs
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