Bill - I don’t know what you put in that bottle, but it scared the hell out of me! Holly Hell!..I think that might be an oxymoron.
Anyway, how can I put this…if they were giving out Academy Awards for supplements, they’d rename it the Roberts award. I don’t know how much Biotest is paying you, but you need a raise. Give that man a raise Biotest! And get back to work Bill, I’m ready for your next brainchild…I think. And by the way Biotest, when can I buy some stock?
Look, I don’t hand out praise readily, in fact I’m a lot better at tearing shit up, that’s why I’m a good lawyer. So a compliment from me is a big deal.
The bottom line is you’re a freak Bill, and I mean that in a good way. Hell, I’m used to people getting out of my way in a gym, but if I see you in a gym I will bow.
O.K., not that I’ve blow your ego to geometric proportions (hell, you seem like a humble guy), let me tell you about my experience with your silver bullet this evening.
First, I should give you some background. I’m no stranger to working out. I’ve been training since I was 10, with some of the best powerlifters and bodybuilders around. My point is, I pretty much know what I’m doing…I’m as hardcore as they come. So, I have had some incredible workouts.
Hell, I was competing with men in meets when I was 14, squatting and deading 500, and benching 300. And I’ve always done it clean. Too many look for shortcuts, and aren’t willing to pay the price…I have. I train, and train intense…and have shed blood, sweat and tears for every last ounce of my muscle, and consider it a compliment when people look at me and think I achieved what I did through steroids (doesn’t say much about them).
But recently, I felt like I was really starting to top out, reaching my genetic potential, if you will. I'm 29, and I think the old natural testosterone is starting to slow up. So, I've been looking for that edge, so I put my faith in your product. And I mean faith, because I started to question myself, after reading some real bullshit on other website message boards (even though everything else I’ve used by you guys has been incredible...I know, I know, I'm sorry. Never again. Once, bitten, twice shy...you know).
All right so back to my experience. Although, I caught a cold recently (a rarity), I’ve been going stir crazy not having worked out for a week and a half. And for the last two weeks or so, those bottles of Mag 10 have been starring at me, calling my name. But I had made the decision to wait till next year to take them for a test drive when things slowed down a little at work.
But tonight, I said fuck it! I'm training...let's just try it once (I had been reading about too people's experiences). So down the hooch (and whoever's bitching about the taste are a bunch of pussies. That's right! I said it. The day you put taste, form over function, is that day that you become EAS. Suck it up T-"Men"). Right away, I felt that warm blanket come over me, that surge of power and confidence. All I can say is, I'm glad that kid that picked on in second grade wasn't standing there in front of me when I felt that (actually I was the school bully), and I'm that there was a gym close by to unleash the beast!
Alright so I roll into the gym, and slap on my headset and there it was, Rage Against the Machine. I was ready…or so I thought.
First, pull-ups. I felt strong baby. Then came the test beat my last workout …three 45’s between the legs. I got five last time. I felt pretty good about that. Then, I got seven, and remember I’m still sick. I would have been happy with getting 5 again.
Next, incline dumbbells (on a 70 - 75 degree). I got up to my weight from last time 125’s. And that’s when I felt it… total insanity. Blood just pumping through the veins, total rage like no one’s business. And my forearms were so pumped already; I almost couldn’t close my grip around the dumbbell. Then, I took my normal three deep breaths, kneed up the weights, and I almost blacked out. Yep! Then, I put down the weights, composed myself, and then took one only one deep breath and blew out a solid six. I have never felt that strong…ever, especially sick. Once, I got up from the bench, I looked the guy next to me and he immediately looked away. I then looked in the mirror and said, “Holy Shit!” I saw my veins in face, and the rest of my body for that matter, just about to explode. Jesus! I have never had a pump like that. Hell…I’m having a hard time typing this email.
And that’s pretty much how my workout went…insanity, and I loved it! Thank God for straps, and even then those almost didn’t work. I’m definitely going to do the prep training over the next couple of weeks, especially with my forearms before I start my cycle for real next year.
All I can say is dreams do come true. Thanks Bill and Biotest. Now get back to work!
P.S. By the way, I don’t think that I can call my self natural anymore, what do you think Bill?