A friend of mine in our Kinesiology dept. at the university was interning what a guy called Chris Thibaudeau, who wrote for an (then) obscure online publication with the quaint name of T-Mag…
Read up on it, good hooked, changed my life and never looked back.
[quote]HolyMacaroni wrote:
my then-girlfriend at the time told me to read the articles and start lifting if i ever wanted to get another blowjob[/quote]
You know it’s funny, you make her sounds evil for saying that…but I’ll bet that’s how most females feel when we try to get them to lift, even when we suggest it ever so tactfully.
[quote]Xab wrote:
One day, after a particularly grueling set of squats, I was feeling… enraged. Testosterone flowed through my body. Sweat poured down my face. My muscles, it felt, resonated with the earth and sky.
Deep inside me, in the most primitive, basal parts of the essence of all that I am, I knew that I would aspire to more. Just as Michelangelo would live forever on in the name of art, or Plato would live on forever in the name of philosophy, I would live on forever in the name of strength and discipline.
My mind a haze, I wandered the earth. I do not know for how long. What felt like mere seconds to me may have been days. I passed through a river. I traversed many plains. I climbed a mountain. It did not matter. My travels were being led by a mysterious, invisible drive that I cannot name to this day.
After what may have been weeks, the object of my wandering appeared before me. Upon a bed of moss and stone, a grove of ancient timber rose, far taller than I. As if constructed by man, the trees formed a circle around me. Whether I entered the grove or the grove moved and surrounded me, it does not matter. It was fate. I knew then what I had to do.
“GODS, HEAR MY CALL!” I cried out, my lungs splitting the air with blood and vengeance. “I DEMAND OF YOU, UPON THIS EARTH, DELIVER ME THE ESSENCE OF ALL KNOWLEDGE WHICH I DESIRE!”
The ground rumbled. Behind me, a tree collapsed, as an enormous, dark figure approached. Rearing up on its hind legs, the beast revealed itself: the gods have challenged me to a fight to the death against a 1200 pound grizzly bear.
With a low, guttural growl, the beast charged. I had little time to react. As the bear neared me, I rolled to the side, kicking it in the head as it passed. Rearing up again, the bear attempted to lunge forward and crush me under it’s weight. Again dodging, I narrowly kept my alive, but I did not know how long I could manage. As the bear moved away to charge again, I noticed a glinting in the dirt below me. My salvation, perhaps? I had little time. I reached for the buried object. It did not budge. Again I pulled, and again the ground was not lenient with me. Seeing the bear line up it’s mark, I pulled again, with greater force than I have ever given. My efforts were rewarded, as the object moved. I surfaced what appeared to be the hilt of a small blade. However, the object became lodged. It mattered not; the bear charged again.
I looked to my left, and I looked to my right. Open ground. The bear knew my tactics, and it would not miss its mark again. I had no choice but to tempt death closer than I ever had. The bear was a mere ten feet from me, charging forward faster than any man could run. I leaped. Stepping upon the bear’s head and running across its back, the bear, disoriented, lost its footing and crashed into the ground, driving itself into the lodged blade. It seems that the beast gored its eye on the hilt, for it let out a tremulous roar, but not a roar celebrating its hunt. It was a roar of anger and agony. I turned, realizing what had happened. As the bear stumbled away, dazed, I saw that he had dislodged the blade with his attack. Reaching for it, I pried it from the ground and turned about, seeing now that the bear’s previous fury paled before his new found hatred for me. The bear stood again to swipe at me, but I was too fast. Lunging in to deliver a blow to the bear, I drew my blade across the bear’s gut. Time had treated the blade with respect, as it was as sharp as any blacksmith could make it. The bear collapsed and clenched its own gut, defeated.
Despite its death throes, I knew to claim my victory, as my challenge would not be complete until I did. I delivered a fatal blow to the beasts spine and severed its head, lifting it high for the gods to see that I had mastered their challenge.
The earth was silent. Only a small breeze rustled the air around me as I held my trophy triumphantly. The gods did not answer their victor.
It turns out I walked in a huge circle, because my house was like, 50 feet away from me. I walked in, took a shower, and googled “weight lifting” and T-Nation popped up.
Unfortunately, the neighbors saw the whole thing, and the cops showed up like five minutes later. The bear was a trained bear that escaped from the zoo, and wanted to just cuddle with me. Also, the blade was a kitchen knife that some dude used to stab a hooker which he buried knife and all like four years ago. Hell, the reason it was so hard to get out is because it was still stuck in her rib cage.
My animal cruelty charges ended up in a fine of $2,500 and 200 hours of community service, and the hearing for my tampering of evidence charge comes up on the 16th. I’ll let you guys know how it goes.[/quote]
Fucking classic.
It was posted on /r9k/.
Hahaha muscle and fiction. And no, I’m not proud of those days.
Ahhh
I love this place!
It’s the articles… They magnetize me.
It’s just that 80% of the time, they suck. T-Nation is for the fitness freaks. I would love it alot more if it’s geared towards strength sports only.
it was 2001, and I was reading bodybuilding.com because I wanted a HYOOOOGE BENCH! Somebody on there linked to Dave Tate’s article “Bench Press 600 pounds,” and I haven’t been back since.
i remember the old Testosterone the magizine. this was an off shoot of it. Too bad though, The magizine was great.
googled Poliquin
Was tired of seeing no results after 2 years of “working out”
—> saw 300 trailer
—> saw Mark Twight trainning them
—> found his site GymJones.com
—> Found a picture, description and link to Dan John
—> read Dan John’s site DanJohn.org
—> Some of his articles were linked to T-Nation.com.
—> Joined T-Nation Dec 06.
I saw people mention it on Dr. Squat Fred Hatfield’s website several times. So I decided to check it out.
Saw the web address tattooed on my hookers penis.
Through a Facebook fan page dedicated to bodybuilding. Had posted links to T-Nation articles and VERY quickly found out that there was no bodybuilders on the Facebook fan page. Then joined T-Nation!
Was chatting with a guy at a garage sale & told him I was doing Body For Life. He pressed his lips together like he was trying to be patient & scribbled the name of this site down on a piece of paper & said, “I think you’ll get better results from this”, and handed it to me.
I read Berardi’s 7 Habits article & TC’s Vision Quest & Chris’s Merry Christmas, Bob, then waddled my fat ass over to the free weight area of my gym, started picking up heavy things & lost 40 pounds of fat.
God Bless T-Nation.
The guy I’m seeing is into forums. Didn’t want to invade his life and join same ones. Googled “workout forums off-topic” and this popped out. Saw the sex discussion section and signed up in one instant. 
Used to read MM2K, and noticed that the quality really dropped off. Duchaine was gone, then Poliquin, then I realized that TC wasn’t working on the mag anymore. There were articles in there on tanning, for God’s sake. So I googled Poliquin and found the site. Probably only a month or so into its’ existence. Things have changed a lot over the past decade.
I had googled “testosterone” and this was one of the glorious results provided to me by the oracle of Google. Actually I think google returned the result of Testosterone Muscle, which lead me here. Found the trove of articles and I am still surfing the newbie forums and articles absorbing as much information as I can.
Got linked here by an old site I used to go to… Garage Based Power… it was a site about a group of kids from Colorado that were into powerlifting and bodybuilding, etc… This was in 2003. I had read some articles around then but didn’t bother to join until I started ordering supplements in 2006.
Also: first post.
Man, I’ll never forget the night I discovered T-Nation. This was maybe 2 month after I started training, I was passionate and wanted more information, I don’t remember exactly what I was looking for that night, most likely omlypic lifting stuff, but Google sent me here. Google sent me to paradise!
I didn’t only read the article I was sent to, but it was at the time the older articles were linked at the left of the screen, they all seemed intersting! I opened up like 20 tabs of artciles and spent like 3-4 hours reading, it was simply awesome!
I was fascinated with the quality and depth of the articles, especially with the application of physiology principles to performance training.
Some of the articles I read first were Waterbury’s maximum recruitment training