FRANKMARKMCGRATHIFBBPRO

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Who am I? Depends on who you ask. Some see nothing more than a mindless monster, an egotistical freak of nature to be pitied or feared. Others see a man guided by a singular purpose. Who am I? As I stand under this hot light and look into this mirror, I see a monster and a man. But I also see a bullied fat kid. A son looking up to his old man. A youth in search of a road. I’ve since found that road and soon, I’ll know how far I’ve gone and who next I’ll become.” IFBB PRO FRANK MACGRATH

"In a couple hours, the sun will be up and the world will start buzzing. But for now, it's still dark outside and fucking cold. The gym is still empty, silent. I'm alone. I've got another set to do. I grip the bar, feel the cold iron in my hands. It's familiar, yet strange. How many times have I been under this weight, looked up, and tried to push the weight through the ceiling? I couldn't begin to count. But every time I feel the steel, I tell myself it's the first time--and the last. Never take anything for granted. Not a single rep. Not a single meal. That's what has kept me from getting stuck in a rut. What'll keep me fucking going for the next 18 weeks? It's a date circled in red. Soon, when I'm done here, I'll punch out and head on home. Is bodybuilding a job? Fuck yeah. The toughest in the world. And the gym is my office. When I get home, I'm not done for the day. Far from it. Shit, bodybuilding is a job, but it's much more than that. Bodybuilding... This is my life...