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640x409) indh google lineye tegex guy a gun out and a shooting rampage gym in his duil, dingy attire and quietly lited. From what I saw he was a forty something year old guy, who was overweight and worked out somewhat to keep in shape Although he never bothered anyone I noticed that he was the butt of many insults and I was young had been liting for about 4 years or so, thought I knew everything, thought sterolds were enl, but I was enthuslastic and trained harder than the average gym goer. Our gym, although well equipped, was heart a Rness club. Most the members were more concemed with their hair, and clothing being coordinated for the gym social scene. Pigpen simply stuck out like sore thumb, I thought many times that guy unny, morel The owner was a fiend of mine named Chris. He and I had worked together at another gym, he had been a competithe bodybuilder but had since gone into the gym business and had a side business refurbishing homes. I usually spoke to Chris a couple times a week when I saw him, usually front desk talking with Chris and some of the front desk staff Pigpen was walking door shut e font desk said to Chris-I don't understand why you even let him workout here-Chris looked at her with a glare and said calmly "As long Chris wasnt cool and looked at the two of them and said That guy has been through hell and back, you need to show some f------ respect Just because your mommy and daddy pay your bills doesn't give you the right to judge someone you cannot understand. They looked completely astonished, and embaassed, and they should have been I asked Chris what Pigpens deal was. Chris told us that Pigpen had been a successful guy good career, was a competitive bodybuilder and had pro-potential So I asked what happened?" Chris replied "Life-As Chris went father, he had no other family, his mother had died when he was only a toddler. His father had developed a rare type of cancer, he had spent every penny he could trying to get medical care dad and keep him comfortable, in the end his father passed and he lost a good bit of money, his wife let him, and he had to quit competition. He went through a struggle inancially ater that, and never really recovered, and then about ive years ago he was s nearly killed, he was in a coma for several months. The insurance settlement was enormous encugh to help pay if you ever want to know high hog. just encugh t guy several weeks after that, when I saw Pigpen at the gym, I really felt bad, I didn't even know how to look at him anymore. People still poked fun at him, and it made me upset, but I just kept my bead down and trained. Then one day, I was doing chest, and Pigpen was right there doing some seated dumbbell curls, he was only using 30's, never made sense to me how the guy looked like he was big, overweight, but big shoulders and chest, he must have weight near 280-290 itch, but what I saw was one of the biggest f------ forearms I have ever seen on a man, it was lumped with a system of hose veins. I was simply captivated turned slowly y hand and said "My name is Jay" s face was almost expressionless. Chris had said he had gone through all that hard time, hadnt been asked his name in so long that he had almost forgotten what it was-then he shook my hand with the most callous of hand I think I can ever remember shaking I asked him How did you get your forearms so developed? Craig told me he went to another gym to train heay, that it was an old powerlifting gym and most of his foream development had come from heaw deadlits, rows, and shrugs. He asked d ever done deadlifts, and I had but e and said "Gotta do deads kid o you can understand as I was young and impressionable that the next back workout I hit deadifts right away. I was weak at them, I thought 315 was going to break my back but I hung in there and pushed, or should I say, pulled sdoing them After many months of practicing I got very good at them, I was up to 475 on deadlifts and my shoulders and traps were growing and people kept mentioning my forearms. Iwas so impressed by the results from one simple thing that I went to Craig requently to get advice to him. His advice was always so simple, seemed ike it was always too easy of an answer, but it was always solid adice. People in the gym still treated him like s---, but I was always cool to him, he had helped advice on many occasions and in the last year and a half I had gotten not only bigger but much stronger too, I was beginning to have the look of an actual bodybuilder. And it was mostly due gym, Chris got f I had spoken to Craig, I said I hadn't seen him that day. He said "ok and I went back into the gym t other gym would be closed I looked back t Craig talking with Chris, I couldn't hear what they were saying but Chris kept nodding his head, they both walked to a lock Pell and said "Kid, you want to some deads with We wamed up with 135 each, Craig had the chrome bar and I used a standard gym bar Ididn't know how long I would last with deads, the most I had done was 475 and that was one time, hadn't touched it since, as of late 455 was about as much as I could with 2 plates, I looked a l fnished 405 I was feeling good, I had nailed 9 reps, which at the time was a good Then Craig looks at me and s other side of the gym to the double doors, he goes in and I follow in the storage room was a myriad of old stationary bikes, rusted bars, broken plates, and motions his head down t place he picked it up and says "Get the cther one. I grab the rusty plate and its thick and heavw, dificult to cary l carry it back t bars were grip. then with a sudden surge peels t 600 look at him with a doubtful lock and s belore I can bend down to slide it on Craig looks at me and says shaking his head rom side to side "Kid and he's holding his hand up with 5 fingers showing. I tree and grab a 45lb plate, the whole time thinking I shake my head with doubt and I hear Craig say Kld, don't let that bar punk you". Now, I don't know what it was about the way y pants. I stood straight up with actually smiling, he nodded and said "very nice Some people had taken notice of what we were doing. the fitness gym crowd wasn't used to seeing big weights getting lifted like that. I saw Chris walking to us and he had a yellow rubber coated 100 ib powerlifting plate in his hands. He looked at Craig and said Took what I found". Craig nodded and Chris looked at the bar, then tumed to Craig and sald "810". Cralg simply nodded. I couldn't believe my eyes, I had never seen a bar with that much welight o Craig stared at the bar, i was a cold stare, he was breathing deeply, and exhaling slowly, it was like some meditation, he was going somewhere else, somewhere deep in his mind that he had to draw upon for strength. Onlookers had gathered, there must have been a dozen men and women looking on as Craig squatted down to grab hold of even more impressive feat was that he didn't do it only one time, no, he repped it six times, with the finally coming with an explosive crash that must have registered on a Richter scalle. looked at me blankly and said No, with more I had never seen on him. His neck veins buiged thought they may burst. It of raw power but the with 495 still loaded I looked at him in disbelief and said Again?7 I really didn't think I could do any better than 496, that was a personal best for gods sakel So I grabbed a sure it was enough welight to satisty him, he nodded, and when I failed I would just have t Craig sald something to me that I will never forget, he sald to me with a calm like a parent to a child "Kid, that weight isn't s---, there's a lot worse things than that" I stood there for a moment contemplating his words, then it a simple small thing beat you down again and again, its unpredictable l could feel a lump in my throat, and my adrenaine was pumping hard. I took hold of the weight and tightened my grip and straps around the bar, becoming one with it. The onlookers watched but it was like that moment I was by myself y shins, Craig yelled "UUPPPIr puled I could feal my heels digging in traps stinging, it slowly started to move, centimeter by centimeter I pulled y ears were was smiling again and look him ike I was o the gas chamber. Chris looked at Craig calmly saying "9O0 pounds, just like the old days Now there must have been thirty people back there watching, there were odd whispers, people asking athers how much it is, and others simply astonished that this silent giant possessed such strength s something wrong? He reached down and pulled up the bottom of his sweatshirt and pulled it up and off. What I saw was unbelievable. The man was a mass of slabs of muscle and covered in tattoos. Down the backs of his ams body was ike Anonymous 06/09/12(Wed)18 Craig adjusted his belt, and strapped back onto hi t was very quiet, and then I head Chris say "You got this s--- Craigl People started cheering him on, I could hear people saying "Cmon Craig", "You got it bro t was amazing, all the while Craig nostrils started to fiare, and he looked like he was getting p-----, his eyes started to well up, almost like he may cry, and he stared blankly at a spot was, he wasn't with us, l imagine he was in that very dark place that f that into was shaking all over. I locked to his refection in the miror and said "this is nothing for you brother" he nodded and then growled GOT THIS SHITIr, then it was a weight stalled, I thought eyes, and bar traveled futher up until he had it midriff He stood there and he opened his eyes back up, they were bloodshot and tear filled and his pupils were so dilated that one of those wdeos of a great white shark taking a bite didn't know he was ok. People started to f------ clap, Ilooked around at them and couldn't believe what I was witnessing e kneel down c but □ Anonymous 06/09/12(Wed)19 Then one of the gym tards yelled out DAMN PIGPEN GET OFF THE JUICE DUDEr I swung around, I didn't even think about what I was doing, some 30 some year old yuppie f--- with an underarmour tank top and a f----- up stick physique Igrabbed e tried to walk away, he swung around lookin eyes and I said-HS F------ NAME IS CRAIG C-RAM-G CAN YOU SPELL A------ The idiot looked at me embarrassed and replied in a low tone "Im sory man, his name is Craig then he looked at my hand still grasping into his Besh and I quickly let him go. I turned to look back at Craig and he was sitting on a bench and staring and nodded, I nodded back e gym for about another year, I talked to him requently there about training and bodybuilding, Icften reminisced about the day After that year Craig disappeared, Chris told me he hadn't seen him, but heard he moved to another state Craig and I only spoke at the gym, he had no cell phone, I had never seen his place and I had never even had any clue where he lived But guy, I considered him one of e years went by and I trained hard entered my irst show, even managed to make it to Nationals. I always wondered what happened to Craig I wanted to talk t simple answers, so many of the training gurus tried to make things complicated, and Craig just had a sentence or two to say and was spot on with his advice Then one day after a workout I went home, there was a police car in ront of my house. I walked up and there were two officers walking towards me, they ask how, theyt told died officer replied that Craig had no known farnily members still living and that his only l didn't know what they were somy away, I stood mationless yard, then l shock I was in and went inside, I called Chris t mentor of young, the guy that no one understood, the person who people made fun of and taunted and he had been one of the biggest impacts world had just lost something very good, and didn't even realize it The next day I was in a fog. I really had no clue how t Later that week as I came to grips with my hiends death, I came home from work to find an mail envelope package them "My good friend a letter and several phatos. I read the letter and it was handwritten in pencil on natebock paper reading this, I have died was hard, very hard. For a long time I felt empty and the gym was the only thing I had to remind me that I was still alive. The pain of working out and pushing myself reminded me every day that I was still alive. I have been keeping my eye on your competitive career, and have seen some of your shows. Im proud of you kid ery good at comersation as you know I wanted to thank you for the day we did deadifts. That one day I felt like I was a human being again, I felt the best I have 114539593 14540172 14540191 14540303 time I finished reading the letter I was crying bady, I hadn't cried in years, but I was weeping like a baby bady, was there, but h photos from my shows, they were taken rom the audience, Cralg had been at my shows, and I hadn't even known it. I guess he was keeping his eye on me making sure I was progressing not sitting back being lazy..I don't know why shows, t glad that Under the photos was a legal document, it was Craig's will, I read through the legal jargon and towards the end it started to itemize all the belongings that Craig had left behind, and that since I was his only kin that I would be getting these possessions e let a sizeable amount of cash, a truck, his house, and his personal belongings in the house, but the last item on the list was the most priceless of all..one chrome fity pound powerlifting e End

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