Poppy said:
Pictures of the pro’s in magazines and internet clouded his judgement. That other guy hosting in the ladies string top had it right. To be top tier… you gotta have great genetics and then work your butt off
And there you have it. When young, inexperienced, and stupid, one readily thinks “the sole difference between and me and that guy is juice!” So to the juice one goes, and by day 7, you are a water balloon, but look huge and think you’re on your way and take that as confirmation of your original hypothesis. So more juice, heavier lifting—all way too soon. Your strength grows faster than your tendons and “snap”–off you go to the surgeon, and six months later, you look worse than you did when you started and you have a scar on your shoulder and feel like a weakling.
And then, if you have a whit of intelligence in your head and the courage to admit you were a fucktard, you research and research and seek advice and develop an intelligent approach that will take years of hard work and pain and sacrifice to implement. And in all but the rarest of circumstances, you STILL will not look like that guy. And you have to face that fact each day you put in that hard work and feel that pain during that long process, BUT DO IT ANYWAY.
Then and only then can one look in the mirror, feel damn fucking good about how strong you are and how good you look, and be proud of the courage and determination it took to get there. It is THAT person who is mortally offended when someone says “oh, it’s just the juice.” You know better; you know intimately that the vast majority of what you accomplished had absolutely nothing to do with the juice and that in fact, juice initially set you way back.
Ask me how I know.