It’s my self-diagnosed safe place, my second home, my haven, my utopia. When the blood swims quicker than lightening through my body and I’m able to break a sweat; I am happy. This is my infinite progress report, my hour in front of the mirror. Now please take me back to the gym.
Join two young men in their quest to become your poster boy. Watch as they rip themselves apart every day, just to sew themselves back together in their sleep.
What happens when we take physical conditioning to the extreme? These afflicted males are here to present their disposition.