In the Beginning....

My journey started legitimately about four months ago.  I was tired, chubby, weak, and had a ambling direction, but I couldn't tell you where the hell I was heading.  I went to the gym, tossed plates onto bars,  moved said bars then would go home.  No fuss, no muss.  A nice easy pace.  I was cruising, just punching the time card so to speak.  Then for some reason I decided to throw some plates on the dead lift bar.  Granted that first pull was not much at all, (135 lbs to be exact) but it changed something in me.  Then it was off to the bench to press some weight, then the squat.  Then an idea, a goal.  I was going to pursue something.  I was going to chase an ambition that I have had for as long as I have been what you would call an adult.  I was going to train, and compete in strength sports.  Training has become a priority for me now.  Everyday I am trying to be stronger and better than I was yesterday.  There are days that are better than others, that's a given, and there are days that I look like a palsy patient having a stroke on roller skates when I am in the gym, but I am there, pushing, almost every day.  This blog is hopefully going to chronicle my path to the 2014 Highland Games in Ligonier, PA.  I will talk about everything, from what I am trying in nutrition, to my strength training, my goals and set backs.  Every failure and triumph.  I am hoping that once a week I will be able to put a personal blog on here, along with all the other shit that I am gonna try and document.  Be advised however, this page is gonna be adult content, and those of you who know me, know I use adult words.  That being said, here goes nothin'!