I have to be honest. I am an addict.
That's right, my name is Animal, and I am addicted to the gym.
Is it the pump, the feeling of the blood rushing to my muscles, bloating me to the size of Uncle Arnold for just a short period?
Is it the headtrip I take, everytime I walk by a mirror to see a striation I've never noticed before? Or to see my muscles have grown noticeably? Even sexy-like?
Is it the hot chicks eyeing me on the street like never before? Better yet, the mutually healthy, especially hot, chicks in the gym?
Is it the fact that I can now beat everyone up?
I'd say help me, but let me enjoy my addiction. This is a GOOD HABIT that I don't plan on breaking anytme soon.
Now if only I could corner that diet issue!