I tend to agree. Pretty sad state of affairs in lifting where it’s nearly impossible to compete without being on a program. Even in some “natural” competitions, the athlete is expected to piss clean only during competition.
There is honestly so many legal ergogenic aids that don’t involve strict medical monitoring by Dr. Ferrari that if one has the cash and the know-how, they can improve performance per given training stimulus without wrecking their long-term health.
[quote=CheshireCat]they should have saved the money in race fees and coaches and all those fucking mountains of food and just bought the fucking socks and powerbars.
then they could eat them mixed with a pint of chocolate chip ice cream in their underwear watching dr who on netflix.
in fact, that’s exactly what I did all week instead of this silly “racing” crap.
no seriously
honey stinger waffles, break it in two, then dump in two scoops of three twins chocolate chip ice cream and a couple little slices of banana. It’s the best thing EVER.[/quote]
Careful dude. You don’t want to turn in to me. Well, a smaller-framed version of me, but you get the point.
tell me whats up i got money and i love legal drugs too
[quote=teach me how to douggie]
I will say i have a macabre respect for folks willing to step outside the norms and do weird shit for whatever reason. it’s a car crash and we all like to watch.[/quote]
While I agree that a satanic/anarchistic/punk mentality is the spice of life it has it’s pitfalls as well.
I don’t think people should feel the need to constantly repress themselves but the partial adhearance to norms is the glue that barley holds society together. I know it’s just sport but whatever. Fuckit I don’t know what I’m talking about anyway I have never done a drug of any type so my world view is skewed on this any way. Plus I’m a bit delirious on account of being rudely awaken by my mentally challenged dog at 2:30 in the morning and not being able to get back to sleep.
u need some ambien
dopin the gran nappo
tell me whats up i got money and i love legal drugs too[/quote]
have at it bud. there’s a whole world out there.
what’s i say about me that, given the choice between the two, I would rather win a race because I pushed a guy off the course when no one was looking rather than because I was doping.
On second thought, I think it says that I’m lazy.
[quote=TimArchyLime]what’s i say about me that, given the choice between the two, I would rather win a race because I pushed a guy off the course when no one was looking rather than because I was doping.
On second thought, I think it says that I’m lazy.[/quote]
I don’t know, at least pushing a guy off the course has a nice Grease lightning, spinning knives coming out of your tires, sabotage feel to it. Injecting things into your belly flab seems more like success envy and small penis syndrome.
Posted this in the running forum to the sound of crickets.
There’s a story in the current New Yorker about this dude. Man, if doping a Gran Fondo is pathetic cutting the course at marathons and making up races web site and all so you can “win” them is some next level shit. Also, this cat claimed to be raising money for Cystic Fybrosis research while pulling this bullshit.
^LOL
I don’t know about the dude that is the subject of this whole thread, but in my head, the thought of using PEDs to get faster. Winning races would simply be a byproduct of that as opposed to the goal.
thats some fuzzy logic bro
i dunno if it’s all that fuzzy. imagine being able to hold 30 mph for a couple hours, or do 20 up a 9% grade all day.
i can imagine that feeling pretty awesome.
those things do feel pretty fucking awesome
“I AM ALL THAT IS MAN” just about sums it up
I know the place and I totally took that story seriously until I read the comments.
Again, I’m speaking for myself. I can envision circumstance where I’d be inclined to take drugs to improve. Having done that, any win would be effectively meaningless to me. Even still, that doesn’t make the notion less appealing.
Again, this is all pure speculation on my part for the purpose of discussion.
There’s part of me that would love to feel 25 again - having an engine that just had mad fucking power out of nowhere, no suffering, just pure godhood.
That’s when I could bench 300, dead 350, and curl 135. sigh