It was a beautiful summer’s day.
I had just finished working out and went shopping for some food. Still pumped up and soaked in sweat from the brutal session, I walked into the store and immediately noticed it.
Girls were eyeing me like hungry wolves a piece of meat, while guys submissively looked at the floor as I walked by. The attention I got was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It was almost comical.
I had gained close to 20 pounds in the months prior. And for the first time in my life, I was carrying a considerable amount of muscle mass.
It’s in your genes
“Muscle doesn’t matter. Girls like smart and funny guys…” – Every weasel out there
Don’t make me laugh. You’re in denial, Jimbo.
You really think physical prowess has become obsolete in our world? Think again. Muscle matters. Size matters.
Our genetic code doesn’t care about table manners, current fashion trends or your latest Apple gadgets. Strip away the fancy clothes and you’re left with a primal creature trying to survive out in the wild, trying to live to see another day.
Since the dawn of mankind, muscle was regarded as a sign of health and vigor, of security and survivability. And people can’t help it. They’re drawn to physical dominance like a magnet. Despite what they might say or do, deep down they respect and admire muscle.
Our brains are wired for survival and nothing communicates strength and survivability like a powerful physique.
Think about it. Who would you rather have on your team? Someone who’s built like a tank or a scrawny, faint looking pea-head? Who do you think will be better suited to protect your family and friends in a life-or-death scenario?
There’s no point in trying to fight it. Despite the fact that you’re castrating yourself with your electronic addictions and your junk food diet, you are still an animal.
King of the jungle
Please don’t get it twisted.
I’m not talking about these overblown bodybuilders mindlessly pumping up their muscles, eating chicken out of plastic containers and posing in neon colored thongs. No, no, no.
I’m talking about muscle with real performance capacity. I’m talking about savage strength and power. I’m talking about bodies that have females salivating and males desperately trying to measure up.
Think of professional mixed martial artists or high-end calisthenics athletes. These guys represent the apex of human evolution. Women want to be with them, men want to be like them.
Size matters. Always has, always will. Do some push-ups, eat some protein and you’ll know what I’m talking about.
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Thank you for reading