40 years? Strong.
It's the prime of my life.
I've never felt more ready to whip the asses of the bads.
They say that the best things in life don't cost a single penny.
But I've found, in my experience, that it all comes at a price...
Elite protein powder? $421 a jug.
Nitroglycerin steroid injections? $1,000 each.
Nuclear powered weight bench? $8,000 down payment with $2,000 for 12 months.
Stem cell deep muscle regeneration? $43,000 a trip.
300km elliptical death course, with chase hounds? $12,780,000 easily— before tax.
But that feeling is priceless... That visceral sense of master muscle; the sensation of almighty actin and miraculous myosin. Slow twitch? Fast twitch? Yes ma'am, I'll take a double helping of both.
Looking at getting that new car? No need to drive it. I'll just carry it home for you.
Need me to move that fully-loaded boxcar across the state? Strap it up and get out of the way, chump.
It all comes down to the bottom line. The one final statement. The universal purpose. The motto, the truth, the reason.
Home Is Where The Hard Is.™