This guy's thighs are bigger than my body!!
 

Before you view this youtube video, let me tell you how I got into reading about (and looking at) bodybuilding.

I was in my local breakfast magazine place and I happened upon a magazine named 'MUSCULAR DEVELOPMENT'.

Because I am now about health and good eating, and live enzymes, blah blah, I am always interesed in publications about how guys and gals get the bodies that they are able to develop.

This particular one got my attention because the guy on the front page

HAD THIGHS BIGGER THAN MY BODY.

I'm not kidding. I went over to the owner and said "is this guy for real"?"

He said "I know, look at those legs".

I had to buy this magazine (I liked the articles on supplments, muscle mass, how they burn fat, etc. etc.)

So I take the magazine home and it's lying on the kitchen table.

Alan walks in and stands straight still and looks at me and says:

"Oh no, SPROUTS ARE ONE THING, AND HOMEMADE YOGURT IS ANOTHER, I DON'T CARE IF YOU MAKE STUFF AND WANT US TO GET HEALTHY,

"But you are NOT going to become one of those bodybuilding females that look like men"

And he's going on and one about how I must be nuts to even think I can get this kind of body.

I just looked at him and deadpanned "I bought this so YOU can get this kind of body".

Then I burst out laughing. I explained that I never saw a person who had thighs bigger than my body. I had to get this magazine.

He said "these are real?" I said 'YES THESE ARE REAL".

So I went to youtube and there are these MASSIVE PEOPLE with these MASSIVE BODIES.

Get a load of this guy!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6OGMjwKEgM.

I would post pictures of my husband from his competing days, but he would kill me. He was huge, but not as big as Dorian, thank goodness. But over 300lbs with almost no body fat. When we got married, his biceps were bigger than my thighs. :p

You can't get big like that on food alone. It takes more than sprouts to look like that. :wink:

If they are getting this big in 2009, I'm trying to picture what these bodybuiding guys will look like in 20 years. I don't mean these particular men, but bodybuilders in general.

While I was looking through this magazine, all I saw was Muscle flex THIS, and anabolic THAT, and all kinds of whey protein, TO MAKE YOU BIGGER.

I don't want to get BIGGER. I want to get smaller.

And look at the waists on these guys. They have the tiniest waists.

I'm jealous. lol

Those pro builders are a little too extreme for me...
I like this type:o

LOL. They really are the same type Jo. He just isn't pumping up right before the picture. :wink:

I'm glad he doesn't :D

:p Now you know why I married a body builder. :wink:

Plus, it makes me look smaller. :D

:D My thoughts exactly!! ;)

He should come to my house.

I'll show him how to pump!!!

Oh my god, I'm so naughty today.

Must be all those sprouts.

Seriously, the one part of a guys anatomy that used to drive me nuts were the guys arms.

My friends knew (when we went to a disco or to a dance), that any guy with ARMS, well, he would be mine.

One night we went to a nighttime shindig (the same people usually go to all of these things, and people would exchange phone numbers), etc.

Well, I went with 7 or 8 of my girl friends. We would usually leave the house at 11 p.m. arrive at the dance at midnight, dance all night and then we'd all go out for breakfast.

I remember once asking "who on earth goes out at midnight?, why can't these places start at 7 p.m." They would all look at me like I was nuts

Then one night we got there at midnight and the girls would be all lined up against the wall (waiting for some guy to walk up to them), and I was in the ladies room , when 3 of my friends find this guy WITH ARMS.

They drag him over to where I was. I never laughed so hard.

I must have been about 26 or so. I didn't know how old he was and I couldn't care how old he was. He had ARMS.

He had a cut off shirt and the biggest arms I ever saw.

Since I used to look like Elizabeth Taylor, I wasn't too hard on the eyes either. I know we danced all night and he took my phone number. He didn't call. Men rarely called when they took your number. They took so many phone numbers, who can remember who to call.

But the best, the very best night was the night I met a certain famous bodybuilder.

I was in a Brooklyn joint called the Camlet, in Flatbush Avenue.

I went with my sister's friend Judy. She immediatly hooked up with some guy and all of a sudden this 6'5 inch HUNK, approached me. I noticed he had been hanging with all bodybuilding type guys with muscle man t-shirts.

The odd thing about him was that he was wearing a plain short sleeved shirt.

You couldn't hide his body. Not at that size. At the time he was only 22.

So we sat together and he explained that he was in training but he didn't like to show off like the other guys in the room. HE WAS VERY SHY AND VERY DEAR.

He looked at me and said (I'll never forget this), he said: "I bet you can't tell what kind of car I drive". I took one look at him and blurted out:

"you drive a volkswagen". He looked astonished and said "now how on earth did you know this?"

I replied: "Anyone as big as you HAS TO DRIVE A VOLKSWAGEN."

I noticed his speech pattern and couldn't put my finger on it. Then he told me about his deafness and that he wore hearing aids.

He was very sweet, very gentlemanly and asked to take me home.

I had (up till then), never gotten into a car with any guy I met at a dance.

NEVER!!

But I looked at him, and knew he was a gentleman.

We got into his volkswagen and he drove me to my apartment in Canarsie. I remember I was about 27 or 28. I had a red blouse on and black slacks.

He took my phone number and he said "I'm going to Europe to compete in the Mr. Olympia contest". I had never heard of this, but then again, I knew NOTHING about body building competitions.

Have you figured out yet who this guy is?

Lou Ferrigno!!!

He went on to be The Incredible Hulk.

When I told this story at work one day, NO ONE BELIEVED ME. They thought I was telling a fabricated story. I just looked at them. Now why on earth would I tell such a story?

I remember this like it happened yesterday.

I doubt he remembers. He must have met THOUSANDS of women in his lifetime.

Ah, the memories!!!

lol