Im Experimenting A Little With My Steroid Regime At The Moment, So Ive Added Some Primo Into My Stack.

I’m experimenting a little with my steroid regime at the moment, so I’ve added some Primo into my stack.

Bloody expensive, but I’ve heard good things so I’m trialling it for the next month or so.

Keeping calories at a consistent 4,800 per day, but will increase that to 5,000+ if need be. Already my weight has climbed to 203 lbs.

Feeling strong, feeling motivated, feeling ready to grow.

Current weight has increased to 205 lbs.

Feeling real good about my growth prospects.

Consistently knocking back a shit load of food, increased intensity in the gym, progressing on each of my lifts, and I even splashed out on a new mattress to aid my sleep.

My 240 lb goal is firmly locked on the horizon, only another 35 lbs to go.

Then, we set our sights on even more…

I have a friend who's around 215lbs of mostly muscle and has literally never touched steroids and eats like a mess. Meanwhile I'm hovering around 165lbs and monitor every macro to the T. Do you ever get a bit discouraged by your genetics? Like knowing that someone will always be bigger than you not because they're dedicated or they use but just because of luck and good combination of genes? And you'll never be able to surpass them

Hard work beats talent.

As tempting as it is to lament the hand mother nature has dealt you, I don’t think it’s particularly helpful. In fact, I think it’s a sure fire way to stunt your potential.

For years, I was intensely jealous of strong, virile, muscular men. They represented everything I wanted but could never have. Genetics can’t be changed and mine had made me into a skinny gay boy, the supposed opposite of everything I craved.

But, by accepting this as my fate, the message I unintentionally kept reinforcing was: Why even bother with this workout? Why even bother prepping this meal? Why even bother trying to grow?

My progress started to take off when I divorced myself from these self-imposed limitations and really started believing I could be big. Pushing as hard as I can in this last set does matter because it will make me big. Standing in the kitchen and prepping lunches for work does matter because it will make me big.

Seeing how I looked as a 140 lb 18 year old, I think it’s clear I’m not a naturally gifted bodybuilder. I just want it. More than anything. I’m now 208 lbs and truly believe that hard work will allow me to get significantly bigger.

Now, I am not delusional. I had to accept I will never set foot on an Olympia stage. In the ultra-rarefied world of pro bodybuilding, everything counts, including a genetic adaption that may give you a 0.01% advantage over the average male.

Taking the very specific example of your friend and his genetics, he may well have a Mr Olympia lurking inside him. But there could also be other variables driving his growth:

In what way is his diet a mess? If he lives off cheap, nasty, fast food instead of home cooked ‘real’ food, he may very well be storing up health issues for the future. But as of right now? If his body is receiving enough calories and protein (coupled with lifting), it will still grow more than a perfectly balanced diet with insufficient calories.

How hard does he train? If he goes into the gym, attacks each workout and gives it his all, that will give greater results than following a more measured, reserved approach.

Last but not least, sometimes guys just have to lie about their steroid use. He wouldn’t be the first to be using gear and lying to those around him for fear of repercussions.

Remember: we don’t put our bodies through torture or dedicate so much of our lives to this because it’s easy. Rather than be discouraged by the IFBB pro who will forever be bigger than me, I admire the fuck out of him and I use his achievements to help fuel my own.

The slow climb back

Last month was a complete wash out for me in terms of progress. I caught a nasty bug and my body spent 2 weeks in starvation mode. Food intake barely hit 750 kcals per day and my weight dropped to 189 lbs - a weight I haven’t been since the depths of lockdown.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, I then caught covid about a week later! Thankfully it was mild, but it still interrupted training and diet when I could least afford it.

I’m now pleased to report I have fully recovered. I’m hitting calorie goals every single day and my former strength is returning in the gym. My weight has rebounded by 6 lbs so far, although that’s still down on my pre-sickness weight.

It’s been a real pain in the ass and something that can mess with your head if you dwell on it too long. Luckily my size obsession didn’t take long to kick back into gear once I was feeling better.

I’ve got some big goals I want to achieve this year. As frustrating as it was, this setback has only made me more determined to make sure they actually happen.

James gets better with every passing day.

More muscle, less hair. The ultimate combination.

Wow man, you're bigger than anyone I've seen IRL. Can I ask how long you've been working out? I always dreamed of being giant but I've always been a skinny twig and at 34 I feel like I missed my window. Also how are your legs looking? You don't usually show them ;)

Been lifting in some capacity for the past 12 years, but I’d argue I’ve only been lifting with purpose for the last 4 years.

Do not short change yourself, buddy. If you were hoping to step on an Olympia stage, sure, starting at 34 might make that an impossibility. But that doesn’t mean you can’t still make considerable progress. Hyper-masculinity is too great a gift to be squandered.

I don’t tend to show off the wheels as often because they need a lot of work haha. But I’ll get there. Wanna grow these fuckers until they chafe when I walk 💪