The Contrast

The Contrast
Lift Big, Sing Big, Look Great Doing It.

Thursday, November 20, 2014


I've been watching a lot of House M.D. lately. It's a fucking brilliant piece of theater and entertainment. However, it does cause the watcher to both assume the worst in everyone and makes the viewer think they know much more about diagnostic medicine then they really do...and since I'm no different, I've been doing some basic diagnosis practice myself. This time, with my clients.

After reviewing a few of the symptoms, I have diagnosed that my clients are suffering from a rather drastic case of Gainz-itis.


  • A sudden influx of selfies on their phone cameras.
  • Improved posture and confidence.
  • A sudden urge to demonstrate their gainz by means of posing.
  • Wearing tighter fitting clothing.
  • More time spent in front of the mirror.
  • More time feeling their muscles.
  • A Preoccupation with how they're going to achieve "mo' gainz."

Although the mortality rate is low, gainz-itis is only curable if the patient falls off the wagon. However, this rarely happens, for like walker bites, once you've contracted the virus, you develop insatiable hunger for mo' gaaaaaaiiinnnnnzzzzz.

The symptoms will only exaggerate until you look like an illustration out of a comic book. But even then, you'll still be thinking about how you'll bring up your delts.

But in all seriousness,

I saw one of my good friends and clients last night for the first time in person in months. Almost all of my clients live states away from me and I only really get to see them in progress pics and the occasional visit. The time before I saw this particular client was brief and I was preoccupied, and last night was the first time I got a chance to get a good look at him, and boy, I tella ya what, I was 'mirin hard. It's always nice to have the work you've invested in the programming and nutritional guidelines you've set out see such quick and fruitful returns. I'm currently working on a full post and update over his progress that I believe you all will enjoy whenever we've gotten to the extremes.

However, the reason I bring this up is because his results were not only apparent to me, but to him. He couldn't stop fondling his gainz, mirin' his own work and dedication. He was standing taller, his muscularity peakin' up. It reminded me a great deal of my own transformation I had undergone and how much time it had been since I first was bitten by the gainz zombie and started to become obsessed with crafting the physique of my dreams. I was hungry to learn more about it, to be better, bigger, and being leaner, sexier. Not for anyone else but myself. I notice that same drive and hunger in him and it's fuckin' awesome. I'm very excited that I was able to help him get these results and look forward to continue pushing and getting even more.

Until next time,

Lift Big, Sing Big, and Look Great Doing It.

The Opera Bro

Also, If you're interested on hopping on the gainz train, hit up ya boy Ol' Yeargain at and I'll help you out.

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