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I can say, I think for me this started back when I was a little kid. I was always trying to keep up with my older brother and his friends, and being a couple years younger I was always smaller than everyone else at the time, so I guess I was an easy target. This caused me to be very competitive, and just gave me a drive to prove my point one day I'd be bigger and stronger than all of them. Especially my older brother.
My aunt's always bring up at family gatherings, that I always would tell them, one day I'm gonna be bigger and stronger than him and I'm gonna beat the crap out of him. I've made good on 2 of those lol, but I don't want to beat the crap out of him anymore lol.
I started lifting at 15. I was always skinny growing up. I never really had much to me. I wasn't picked on at all in my teens,(or at least to my face) probably because I wasn't a sissy growing up fighting with the older kids. I had pretty thick skin for a young kid. I had people laugh, when they saw me start in the gym at school, and even some of my friends said I would never get anywhere and thought it was funny a skinny kid like me thought he was gonna get in shape.
This honestly brought me back to my childhood, where I was like you know what I'm gonna prove you mutherf&ckers wrong. And I did because it pissed me off so bad that people thought it was a joke. Within a year and a half I'd catch people talking about me, in a good way. Like, hey have you seen him lately? He's getting big. But I kept it to myself as a badge of honor and kept on going, and people never mocked me again, because come senior year I was jacked. I got up to 205 senior year. Wasn't super lean but I didn't give a shit. I was bigger and stronger than everyone else, and I looked it. Me the skinny kid that everyone thought was gonna give up or didn't have what it takes. I ate everything I could and lifted as heavy as I could.
And I think that's why I am the way I am today. I'm still competitive. I still feel I need to prove myself. And I have a drive that just does not stop. Granted I've had life get in the way at one point or another, after all this but I always return ready to kick ass, and prove to myself I can do it again. Without events like this growing up I don't know if I'd be where I am. Not just in the gym, but in life. I tend to just go for things when others think they won't succeed at it.
I also think this is why I don't really hang out with a lot of people anymore. I'm goal focused, and they're goal is to get through the week to go to the bar Friday night. I just can't allow myself to go down that road. I've had my share of fun don't get me wrong but at some point you gotta grow up. Where you get to in life always comes down to the choices you make and believing you can do something when everyone else says you can't. Or just because someone else doesn't think you should do something, or because they wouldn't do it, doesn't mean you shouldn't. So I'm thankful for being the underdog as a little kid, and I'm thankful for the doubts because I wouldn't be who I am today without them.
Also, occasionally I'll run into a kid from my childhood, and I'm like I seriously let this little bitch get to me? Lol. Funny how things change.
My aunt's always bring up at family gatherings, that I always would tell them, one day I'm gonna be bigger and stronger than him and I'm gonna beat the crap out of him. I've made good on 2 of those lol, but I don't want to beat the crap out of him anymore lol.
I started lifting at 15. I was always skinny growing up. I never really had much to me. I wasn't picked on at all in my teens,(or at least to my face) probably because I wasn't a sissy growing up fighting with the older kids. I had pretty thick skin for a young kid. I had people laugh, when they saw me start in the gym at school, and even some of my friends said I would never get anywhere and thought it was funny a skinny kid like me thought he was gonna get in shape.
This honestly brought me back to my childhood, where I was like you know what I'm gonna prove you mutherf&ckers wrong. And I did because it pissed me off so bad that people thought it was a joke. Within a year and a half I'd catch people talking about me, in a good way. Like, hey have you seen him lately? He's getting big. But I kept it to myself as a badge of honor and kept on going, and people never mocked me again, because come senior year I was jacked. I got up to 205 senior year. Wasn't super lean but I didn't give a shit. I was bigger and stronger than everyone else, and I looked it. Me the skinny kid that everyone thought was gonna give up or didn't have what it takes. I ate everything I could and lifted as heavy as I could.
And I think that's why I am the way I am today. I'm still competitive. I still feel I need to prove myself. And I have a drive that just does not stop. Granted I've had life get in the way at one point or another, after all this but I always return ready to kick ass, and prove to myself I can do it again. Without events like this growing up I don't know if I'd be where I am. Not just in the gym, but in life. I tend to just go for things when others think they won't succeed at it.
I also think this is why I don't really hang out with a lot of people anymore. I'm goal focused, and they're goal is to get through the week to go to the bar Friday night. I just can't allow myself to go down that road. I've had my share of fun don't get me wrong but at some point you gotta grow up. Where you get to in life always comes down to the choices you make and believing you can do something when everyone else says you can't. Or just because someone else doesn't think you should do something, or because they wouldn't do it, doesn't mean you shouldn't. So I'm thankful for being the underdog as a little kid, and I'm thankful for the doubts because I wouldn't be who I am today without them.
Also, occasionally I'll run into a kid from my childhood, and I'm like I seriously let this little bitch get to me? Lol. Funny how things change.