DoobieBrother
Well-Known Member
The biggest I got was right before the Army.
Had been working construction jobs in Alaska and ended up working for a fence company digging holes, setting poles, mixing cement, running 1/4-yard wheelbarrows of cement up & down mountain sides (more rich folk buying fences than poor folk, and the rich liked to be up in the mountains overlooking the city).
No power tools (power augers, mixers, etc) so it was all by hand.
8 hours a day, 5 days a week.
Was consuming about 10,000 calories a day (no junkfood, just good home food), and various supplements from GNC.
I was about 190 to 195, 4% body fat, and had 20-inches around the biceps/triceps, and 21-inches around my forearms, and over 4-inches around the wrists.
When I enlisted it made basic training a breeze, as well as all training after that (AIT, and a heavy emphasis on Urban Combat & Tactics training).
My nickname started out as Iceman (from Alaska), but when I got my 3rd stripe they started calling me Sgt. Rock 'cause I was "hardcore", and "a stone cold killer". It was just my demeanor & facial expressions. I never lusted after the death of anyone who wasn't shooting bullets or rockets at me or my men.
I achieved the final rank of Staff Sargent just before Desert Shield & Desert Storm.
I'm quite literally a shadow of my former self.
The wages of sin exact a heavy toll.
Had been working construction jobs in Alaska and ended up working for a fence company digging holes, setting poles, mixing cement, running 1/4-yard wheelbarrows of cement up & down mountain sides (more rich folk buying fences than poor folk, and the rich liked to be up in the mountains overlooking the city).
No power tools (power augers, mixers, etc) so it was all by hand.
8 hours a day, 5 days a week.
Was consuming about 10,000 calories a day (no junkfood, just good home food), and various supplements from GNC.
I was about 190 to 195, 4% body fat, and had 20-inches around the biceps/triceps, and 21-inches around my forearms, and over 4-inches around the wrists.
When I enlisted it made basic training a breeze, as well as all training after that (AIT, and a heavy emphasis on Urban Combat & Tactics training).
My nickname started out as Iceman (from Alaska), but when I got my 3rd stripe they started calling me Sgt. Rock 'cause I was "hardcore", and "a stone cold killer". It was just my demeanor & facial expressions. I never lusted after the death of anyone who wasn't shooting bullets or rockets at me or my men.
I achieved the final rank of Staff Sargent just before Desert Shield & Desert Storm.
I'm quite literally a shadow of my former self.
The wages of sin exact a heavy toll.