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Wheels Of Steel,
By G Diesel
It begins. The apprehension grows as the hours dwindle. Leg day is coming and you fucking loathe it. You hate the unbearable pain. You hate the tons of defiant steel. You hate what you must become today. Gone is the family man, the best friend, the bearer of good will. For a few hours each and every week he must go away. The shadow must emerge from that dark corner of his soul.
It is this side of you that you keep from your loved ones. The man on a lonely mission, bent on challenging what was thought to be possible, even if he must do so with his last dying breath. To go to a place where few men have been. To not know the meaning of limitation. You hate the task that lies before you. It is this hate that nourishes the Animal. This hate provides the sustenance for new growth. Shit. You love this hate.
Today is different, though. Today is worse. You are not satisfied with being a mere “freak”. It is not enough to strike fear into the heart of mere mortals. You want more. You demand more. Today you will push your body beyond the shackles of your mind. You will break the physical and mental bonds that have chained your growth… Yeah, today you will beat your legs into a fucking pulp. You ready?
:grumpy:
By G Diesel
It begins. The apprehension grows as the hours dwindle. Leg day is coming and you fucking loathe it. You hate the unbearable pain. You hate the tons of defiant steel. You hate what you must become today. Gone is the family man, the best friend, the bearer of good will. For a few hours each and every week he must go away. The shadow must emerge from that dark corner of his soul.
It is this side of you that you keep from your loved ones. The man on a lonely mission, bent on challenging what was thought to be possible, even if he must do so with his last dying breath. To go to a place where few men have been. To not know the meaning of limitation. You hate the task that lies before you. It is this hate that nourishes the Animal. This hate provides the sustenance for new growth. Shit. You love this hate.
Today is different, though. Today is worse. You are not satisfied with being a mere “freak”. It is not enough to strike fear into the heart of mere mortals. You want more. You demand more. Today you will push your body beyond the shackles of your mind. You will break the physical and mental bonds that have chained your growth… Yeah, today you will beat your legs into a fucking pulp. You ready?
:grumpy:
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