The life of the iron thug...

I guess greed must be the most common sin out there...
Atleast in these times...
Lately Ive seen it in the last of places I would think it would dwell...
I`ve seen close people that I think higher of & who I love
do anything for the green even if it means ruining
relationships within both bloodbands & friendships...
Why do so many people have this realationship with money anyway?
Sure money makes the world go round & who hasnt dreamt about
winning the lottery or making that big deal?
I guess we all have done that at one time or another...
But really...will acting like these people do really
make them happy in the long run?
I really don`t think so...

I had some rough times myself when it comes to money
when the ressesion hit us that almost made me loose
the Zone shop after 20 years in the iron business...
I even had thoughts of crossing the line &
do some shit outside the law to save it...
Almost worse than that I had thoughts of loosing my self
& sell some things I didnt belive in...
Yes I had thoughts of selling my soul to make it thru...
But in those times....when you are up against the wall...
...thats when you will find out who you really are...
Thats when you have to chose who you wanna`be
& whats worth the most in life...
In the end I chose to be one of the good guys...
I chose to keep my guns burried deep in the ground & to stay on
the right side of the law & to work harder than ever to stay true
to myself & my loved once & gut it thru!
I stuck to what I belived in & I put my trust in my true core of friends
& today I`m back running the Zone shop with success!!


Ive made a promiss to myself that I will NEVER be like "them"
who stumble over bodies to make money...
I promissed myself to NEVER be one of them so addicted to material things
that they have to loose their soul for things that with time won`t mean shit...
Cuz over time cars will rust and all material things will brake & fade away...
Remember whats important in life...
Appriciate the love, support & friendships you have
because in the end that is all that matters...
Money can`t buy you love...

I walked into my car the other day & it just hit me...
There I was surounded by two ton of high-tech steel!
I was sitting in this incredible powerfull piece of machine
thats been taken thousands and thousands of years for mankind to develope!
A machine so beautifull and powerfully equiped that it can take me to places
in just short hours that would othervise take me days or even weeks to walk!

I realized that most people take most in life for granted...
I don`t do that... Actually I never did...
I realized a long time ago that I`m blessed just being
alive & sourunded by all these...well...miracles...

I then started to think of the love souronding me...
Suddenly I almost could see it like an halo around my very being...
The love for my child, my girlfriend, my mother and my family and friends...
...and how lost I would be without them...
I realized how blessed I am...just to be able to be here...to be sitting there
in my incredible car on the way down to the gym to train my body...
How blessed I really am to be able to walk down those stair to that dungeon
and to be able to lift those barbells and dumbells in my own
private and endless war with the iron!

I looked down to my body...
A body that my soul attached to 44 years ago that I then
with the will of that soul with allot of effort developed into what it is today...
...almost 100kg tatted up slabs of meat and veins...
A body I feel comfortable in...that reflects my soul...
A piece of art that my soul manifest itself through...
How blessed I am to be able to develope the body what God gave me
into something else...something more...
And I realized that this thing we call bodybuilding is really something...
...HOLY!

Lookin` out of the window of my old Zone shop…
My phat Dodge Magnums 22” rims shine on the street outside the store…  
I`m thinkin` to myself that even though times are tough financially for all of us I guess I`m going thru the recession in style…
Yes my 2000:- Gasp jeans may be trashed and a bit ragged and I sometimes have to flip every motherfuckin` dime to get thru the day… and even though I would like to be able to spoil my child and my girl a bit more the old Zone shop still AFTER 20 YEARS put food on my table… and as long I can pay my bills and eat I should be happy!
The Games new album Murda` games chronicles bangin` my speakers here at the office and I`m feeling better that I’ve done in a long time even though the flu kept me away from the gym for 10 days now…  
Pig flu? I don’t know… but the coughing been keeping me awake for the last three nights…  
But fuck it… sleep is overrated anyway and besides the coughing I guess that bad ass blond sleeping in my bed also have something to do with the lack of sleep so I really can`t complain can I?  Naaah I`m ALL good and I will do EVERYTHING I can to hold on to this feeling cuz It`s been a looong time since I felt this good!

LOVE YALL!
ZONE

It started in my early 20`s…my war with the weights…. At the very first time I touched the weights the fascination for strength and mass just swallowed me whole! The plates and weights we had in that old rough dirty gym I started out at was rusty and came in all different shapes and sizes, the one bench we had was home made and all beat up. I remember cracking those raw egg whites and drinking them by the gallons after the sessions. Yeah that was some old school hardcore shit. But boy did I grow back then or what?!  Those where the days when I laid my foundation in this game.  Not only physically, but mentally as well. To this day I`m in heaven when I walk in to a dirty old gym that reminds me of my past and I shake my head in frustration when some young pretty boy complains that a machine at the gym aren’t  perfectly oiled or that he’s favorite protein powder don’t come in strawberry flavor!  To me this is a war… Yeah I`m truly in war with the weights and a war was never meant to be pretty and comfortable! Building muscle hurt and that’s the way it supposed to be!

Life is only temporary…  Nah were not here to stay.
You’re born weak and if something don’t kill you along the way you will die weak too.  But we can’t dwell on negative thoughts like that. It`s right here and right now that counts. It`s what you do now that make a difference and that will make your mark in history. So bite the bullet and grind out those last reps and always make sure you make the best out of everything you got. NOW! Not tomorrow cuz tomorrow is never promised. It`s not that complicated really… just breath, lift and ignore the pain. Become the weight and realize that the heavier weights you lift the heavier you will become yourself. Become the best YOU can be! You just have to do what it takes! It`s all up to yourself buddy. Become that dream!