I started lifting weights when I was a freshman in high school. For about a year, I just kind of messed around in the gym, having no idea what I was doing. Looking back, the football coaches had no idea WTF they were doing either. Lots of benching happened, and I started squatting... in a smith machine. On top of football training, I started lifting with my neighbor in his basement. I still do this today when I'm home. We did a lot of benching and a lot of curling. This basically continued for a few years until I started reading T-Nation. Then, I still had no idea what I was doing, but I felt a lot smarter.
This is also the time when I fist
started getting into metal. Previously, I had listened to alot of 80s
rock. I got introduced to metalcore (I don't remember how.) For the
next few years, I'd be listening to Killswitch Engage. To this day, I
believe Howard Jones is one of the very best vocalists in metal.
Summer before my freshman year of high school was probably the first time I did anything worth noting. I trained 12 times per week on a bodybuilding split. Plus, I was doing cardio for football. I have no idea how I lived through that. Around this time, my max squat was about 365 lbs, my max bench was 315 lbs, and my deadlift was in the mid 300s. Also, around this time, I tore a tendon in my hand which required surgery, among other football injuries.
Fast forward to summer 2010. I'd just graduated high school, and I thought I was real smart. I decided to try Westside. No PRs happened for some time, because I had no idea WTF I was doing (this is a theme in my life).
Metalcore wasn't doing it for me anymore. I wanted something harder, so I graduated to deathcore. Whitechapel is all I listened to for a while.
Stay tuned for "How I go where I is: College."
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