Could be a hobby or could be something that you enjoy doing. Here's my story:
In July 2002 I joined a gym, the only time I had done weights was messing around at home with light dumbbells. I hadn't a clue what I was doing in there and I didn't know what exercise worked what muscle. I got a routine off a personal trainer and I followed it 3/4 times per week, the routine wasn't outlined correctly and I was doing about 50 working sets per workout training my entire body. There's such a phrase as "overtraining" which can lead to lack of motivation and hatred of the gym, I got was doing exactly that. I stopped going yet was still paying my membership.
April 2004: After going through a period in life where I would be full of anger and hatred I wanted to Channel
That energy into something positive, I rejoined a different gym, a more "back yard" style gym. This is when I first got introduced to protein shakes but I didn't know when to have one. I started to read up online about nutrition and bodybuilding and set myself up a routine, I was still a novice and was now starting to learn what exercises were called and what muscle groups were hit by them. Come 2005, I was growing but not really huge, my problem was my diet. I was eating chicken burgers without realising they were processed and full of no valuable nutrition, I met a friend who was a bodybuilder and he made me a diet plan and told me what supplements to use, I was researching the Internet at the same time as I wanted to know everything about the sport.
I was amazed by it all, the science behind it was incredible, I learnt a massive lot between 2005-2007 and at this point in my head, I thought I knew it all, I was very inconsistent with the gym around July 2007 - anywhere in 2009 as I started a different job and the working hours were strenuous and unsociable. 2010 was the year that changed everything, I started training harder than ever and eating very good. My weight went up and up and people started to notice it. "Are you on juice?" They would ask when I had a short sleeved t-shirt on. It was a compliment and an insult at the same time as Id never touched it but I felt like my natural hard work was for nothing. Either way I felt good and looked good. Gone was the slim guy and now enter Muscle Mike! Girls loved it, they complimented me and I was starting to get somewhere.
In 2011 I kept the intensity and was doing really well. June 2012 my ex finished with me and whilst I felt depressed and down, my training went the same way, I skipped meals, I had no hope to train, I felt like I had no reason to go to the gym, nothing could motivate me. I still went occasionally but without that spark and intensity. I fell down the pecking order and new members were suddenly overtaking me, although they were using "enhancements" this level of routine carried on until February 2013 when a familiar face came back into the gym from 2010 to resurrect me, and he did that, he got me believing in myself, he helped rid my demons and got me focused on training. I started to grow and had the motivation to come back strong! August 2013 my friend left the gym and things went back to the way they were. Now I feel like I don't want to be in there and feel like I'm losing weight at a fast pace. My girlfriend keeps asking me if I've lost weight as my face looks thin. Now I'm starting to question my health. Am I Ill? Why am I looking slimmer and slimmer by the day? My legs have lost size and so has my upper body. I can't look at myself in the mirror. I'm trying to come
Back strong but I don't see the point anymore. Motivating myself is hard and I really want to achieve something with my fitness. This is a quest I have to conquer but I don't look at the sport like I did when in 2004/05/06 back then I was hungry and wanted it, now I couldn't care less if I ever have it again. What has happened to my determination?
In July 2002 I joined a gym, the only time I had done weights was messing around at home with light dumbbells. I hadn't a clue what I was doing in there and I didn't know what exercise worked what muscle. I got a routine off a personal trainer and I followed it 3/4 times per week, the routine wasn't outlined correctly and I was doing about 50 working sets per workout training my entire body. There's such a phrase as "overtraining" which can lead to lack of motivation and hatred of the gym, I got was doing exactly that. I stopped going yet was still paying my membership.
April 2004: After going through a period in life where I would be full of anger and hatred I wanted to Channel
That energy into something positive, I rejoined a different gym, a more "back yard" style gym. This is when I first got introduced to protein shakes but I didn't know when to have one. I started to read up online about nutrition and bodybuilding and set myself up a routine, I was still a novice and was now starting to learn what exercises were called and what muscle groups were hit by them. Come 2005, I was growing but not really huge, my problem was my diet. I was eating chicken burgers without realising they were processed and full of no valuable nutrition, I met a friend who was a bodybuilder and he made me a diet plan and told me what supplements to use, I was researching the Internet at the same time as I wanted to know everything about the sport.
I was amazed by it all, the science behind it was incredible, I learnt a massive lot between 2005-2007 and at this point in my head, I thought I knew it all, I was very inconsistent with the gym around July 2007 - anywhere in 2009 as I started a different job and the working hours were strenuous and unsociable. 2010 was the year that changed everything, I started training harder than ever and eating very good. My weight went up and up and people started to notice it. "Are you on juice?" They would ask when I had a short sleeved t-shirt on. It was a compliment and an insult at the same time as Id never touched it but I felt like my natural hard work was for nothing. Either way I felt good and looked good. Gone was the slim guy and now enter Muscle Mike! Girls loved it, they complimented me and I was starting to get somewhere.
In 2011 I kept the intensity and was doing really well. June 2012 my ex finished with me and whilst I felt depressed and down, my training went the same way, I skipped meals, I had no hope to train, I felt like I had no reason to go to the gym, nothing could motivate me. I still went occasionally but without that spark and intensity. I fell down the pecking order and new members were suddenly overtaking me, although they were using "enhancements" this level of routine carried on until February 2013 when a familiar face came back into the gym from 2010 to resurrect me, and he did that, he got me believing in myself, he helped rid my demons and got me focused on training. I started to grow and had the motivation to come back strong! August 2013 my friend left the gym and things went back to the way they were. Now I feel like I don't want to be in there and feel like I'm losing weight at a fast pace. My girlfriend keeps asking me if I've lost weight as my face looks thin. Now I'm starting to question my health. Am I Ill? Why am I looking slimmer and slimmer by the day? My legs have lost size and so has my upper body. I can't look at myself in the mirror. I'm trying to come
Back strong but I don't see the point anymore. Motivating myself is hard and I really want to achieve something with my fitness. This is a quest I have to conquer but I don't look at the sport like I did when in 2004/05/06 back then I was hungry and wanted it, now I couldn't care less if I ever have it again. What has happened to my determination?
