Ever heard any of these: “Why don’t you smile?” “Are you mad?” “Are you not having fun?” “What’s wrong, you don’t look happy?”

My answer is always, “I’m fine, why?” Nothing more than that, they don’t deserve it. They wouldn’t understand, much less care. You see most people out there don’t understand what’s on your mind. They don’t understand the fire that rages within. The fact that you are so competitive that it hurts is something they can’t understand. Not competitive with others, that goes without saying, but competitive with yourself.

People out there in the world don’t understand what attitude really is. Having your buddies blow smoke up your ass because you benched 300 pounds…big fucking deal. Do you know how much 300 pounds is in this world? It’s a fucking warm-up. This journey ain’t a walk in the park. If you don’t have the attitude to go with it, you’ll get destroyed.

It’s not that I’m an asshole (I am an asshole, but that’s beside the point), it’s that I’m already thinking about my next training session. While other guys are thinking about how drunk they’ll get this weekend or what chick they’ll take home, I am thinking, “did I eat enough today, am I rested, am I ready to train…” over and over in my head. It’s all I hear. I train early in the morning, before the sun is up, when real work is done. The night before I have a big Max Effort session coming up, I am detached…focused…driven. I have only one thing on my mind, destroying that fucking bar and that weight in the morning. If I don’t hit a PR, then I lose that battle…but the war will still be mine, oh yes, I will destroy my enemy.

That’s the thing that they don’t understand. This is personal to me. You question my motives, drive, or determination, I will destroy you. Come train with me, if you come back, I’ll be shocked.

Here’s another question I get all the time, “Why do you always wear black?” Black is my attitude. Black is my focus. No frills. Nothing special. Nothing to take the edge off. Just one focus, one goal, one drive. Black allows you to see into my soul, but stops you before you can see what consumes me. You can see that there is something hidden within, something waiting to come out. When it’s time, it will emerge. That fire, that strength. It may scare some away, but it is who I am.

My attitude can push a lot of people away, and I am fine with that. They don’t understand. All they see is what’s in the bodybuilding mag’s, you know…the lies. People ask me about articles they read in a fitness magazine…are you kidding me? The single most common question I get, “How do I get big and strong, I want to be jacked?” Shit, you wanna know how to get big and strong? You wanna be jacked? Attitude baby. Yeah, you need to train and eat, but if you don’t have the attitude, you ain’t gonna make it. I guarantee it.

People don’t like what they don’t understand and it ain’t my job to make them understand. Once they show an interest in what drives me, I will let them in. Until then…Get the fuck out of my way or get run over, I AM BULLDOZER!!!!!