today I took my lil brother to the gym and to my surprise this guy comes up to us cause he recognized my brother and said hello to me. I had no idea who he was...then slowly I realized he had cut his hair. This guy was actually an old friend of mine from highschool!
back in highschool I had taken this kid under my wing. He was very unpopular, long hair, had some teeth/jaw problems and was overweight. He used to be teased on for being overweight. He was a metal kid like me. He was god on guitar and he was the one that inspired me to start playing music. Well back in highschool I decided to start weightlifting and he lifted with me. I whipped him into the best shape ever. we hung out practically everyday and our workouts were intense. that yr I went from 140lbs to 175lbs. and he had dropped a tremendous amount of weight and gained muscle.
okay so how does this fit in now? I thought he had joined the marines, but due to some facial surgery (fixed his teeth and jaw..he looks great), he had metal plates and stuff in his face and wasnt allowed to serve. So anyway here he is in the gym, and he looks in great shape....proabably about as big as I am. and he thanked me for getting him into weightlifting and that I have influenced him to stick with it over the years, and he wants to go to school to become a personal trainer. which is quite ironic, cause he was the first person I had trained, and once I realized how awesome it felt to help someone get in shape, he inspired me to become a personal trainer. so here we are, still metal kids, gonna jam together, workout together, and possible both go to personal training school together. it feels great to have an old friend come back into my life.
this is the exact thing I need to help me bulk up. someone who will push me to lift heavier.
all about the metal....whether im playing it....or lifting it.