Natzo's LOG - Check my workouts!ASC 09 Top 5 pick Champion'10 MM fantasy Football league Champion
everything you said means shit for someone who needs/wants to win.
Dex > pictures..
dilated couldnt have hit the nail on the head anymore accurately
As you said.. its life, he can either except his shitty biceps and inturn lower placings and be pushed out of the top whatever by the likes of Martinez or he can do something about it and i think he was the first one who realised his biceps are beyond shite before anyone else and i`m pretty sure hes done a lot to try and remedy the problem but clearly it hasnt changed.
I`m not saying to synthol to the point of milos (check 99 O) but just a bit to reduce (not cure) the ultra obvious weakness.
Its not that such thigns have become acceptable.. its the fact that others are doing it to help their weak bodyparts. You become a victim of your own honourable conscience, going into a competition and taking all the stress and dangers of Pro BB knowing full well there are others "using" it and so you have potential for a lower placing
In that picture of Ronnie, Dex and flex.
Dex > we can clearly see his use
Flex> One of the other TOP pros had stated he has implants in his calfs
Ronne > His calves are no different to dex from that angle... I`m not sayign he has used but werent his calves ALSO a horrible weakness?
Second -- you, to my knowledge, cannot read minds. I tried to avoid making implications about how others see the sport and be as objective - yet conversationally relevant - as possible. Conversely, you're surmised summation about the competitive mindset, which offers a handful of token examples as pseudo-proofs to its validity, reads as more than a little ignorant and, furthermore, is off topic. The issue here isn't why bodybuilders use synthol; we're not debating its existence or usage. My qualm is with you advocating furthered use by otherwise untainted, if you will, professionals. I find this pretty reprehensible.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.