THE ROAD TO MY NEXT COMPETITION

It’s been thirty years since I last stepped on stage. Thirty years since the lights, the tan, the smell of oil backstage. Now, at 63, I’m doing it all over again. Why?

Because I have nothing to prove — except to myself.

This isn’t about trophies anymore. It’s about standards. Discipline. Reminding myself — and showing you — that the rules don’t change with age. The mind still leads the body. The barbell still demands respect.

In seven days, my prep begins. Every meal will be weighed. Every rep counted. No secrets, no shortcuts. The same old-school approach I’ve always preached. Why? Because it works.

Too many people talk about what they used to do. I’d rather show you what I’m still doing. If you’re reading this thinking, I’m too old, too busy, too out of shape — look again.

I’ll be on stage to prove a point: If you truly want results, age is just another excuse to kill.

You want someone to hold your hand? Not me. You want results? I’m here. Old School Training — Modern Results.

Watch me work.