Mutation Continues.

Mutation continues.

My body is still starved of vital muscle. There remains so much free space on my frame that should be packed with excessive muscle mass

But even though that is the case, mutation MUST drive onwards in other areas. Hyper-masculinity is all consuming after all.

That’s why I continue to grow furry as fuck and am now rocking an even bigger piercing.

Is there any greater signifier of status in our community than a huge set of quads?

I admire plenty of physiques out there, both online and in my own gym. But for me, there is another level of admiration saved exclusively for Men with knock out quads.

It’s the difference between thinking ‘Damn he looks good’ and ‘Oh shit, this dude means business’.

I’ve a long way to go, but I will get there. I need the characteristic ‘bodybuilder waddle’.

Loving the chest hair

Thanks man. Took me a while to get used to it after constantly shaving it for years, but I’ve definitely grown to like it.

Now I just gotta let it grow nice and thick on my back too 🦍

Love your transformation and hope you embrace your balding

I couldn’t be more proud.

I embrace hair loss because it is an integral part of the Man I want to become. Every single one of my favourite bodybuilders are bald. Baldness only serves to amplify a Man’s sexual potency.

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.

James gets better with every passing day.

More muscle, less hair. The ultimate combination.