To achieve the most from life your mind, body & spirit must work and function as one unit. When one aspect is out of kilter your whole life goes out of balance.

And through my life's up's and down's the one aspect which has brought all three areas together consistently is my love of bodybuilding and exercising. For me it has created a never ending supply of discipline, hope and energy, even after 33yrs of maintaining a solid weight training regime I still get excited at the thought of my next workout. Maybe I should get out more, but, once those 'happy chappie' endorphins are pulsating through my veins everything in life is possible.

Why?
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Simply put Bodybuilding is all about achievement. It's about facing reality and overcoming adversity. The human body was never designed for a sedentary lifestyle. It was created to hunt sabre-toothed tigers and walk forty miles a day foraging. When we have no physical outlets, tension builds up within us. The body reacts to minor frustrations, such as someone cutting us up in traffic. In life and death situations the 'flight or fight' mechanism is tripped, adrenaline floods our system, and our blood pressure sky rockets. Exercise in general and bodybuilding in particular gives us an outlet for these tensions plus satisfy the body's need for strenuous activity.

Success in bodybuilding can teach you to become successful in anything you want in life. You can have it all if you want it bad enough, You have the power within your mind – a force that will accomplish anything you put your mind to if you trust it. Learn to love the challenge of accomplishment and your life will take on new meaning. Every day becomes a new adventure rather than a dull routine, a chance for a new opportunity, an opportunity for change and growth. Seize the moment. Live in the present and just go for it.
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​Do not merely read these words. Make them a general philosophy of your life, a way of living and success will be yours because you will be harnessing the power of your mind, body & spirit to its fullest potential. Then nothing can stop you.

In front of you is a boulder; large, grey and solid.

You hate this boulder. Every day you must push it. Every day your muscles strain and you reach the point of exhaustion just to get it to roll a few feet. Sometimes, you’re too tired. You look at the boulder, with its hard, grey exterior, and you just can’t bring yourself to push anymore. So, you rest by the side of the road. You want to quit.

Sometimes, though, you attack it with vigorous intensity. You feel strong, and as you heave with your muscles and gain leverage with your body, it responds. It moves slowly at first, but then the momentum builds. Soon, you reach a point where it feels like it’s moving itself. These are the best days. Everything clicks. There are no snags in the road, no hills to push the boulder up. Instead, the boulder just rolls and rolls and you have little do to maintain its momentum.

Most days, though, it won’t move. You lodge your back up against it, spread your feet wide apart, bend your knees and push with everything you’ve got. But nothing happens. You drive and drive and drive but it just won’t budge.

So you rest, telling yourself that you’ll move it the next day. But the next day is the same, as is the day after that. That damn boulder just won’t move.
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Eventually, after a week pushing, it gives a few feet. This seems like a result. You’ve managed to move what appears to be an immovable object. But, then you look back and think. You remember all the blood, sweat and tears, all the exhaustion and effort and you’ve only managed to push the boulder a few feet. So much effort for so little return.
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