Consciousness is an unpainted canvas. The only colours that it takes on is the ones that I've decided to put there with my perception.

So at 17 years old, I attended the 1998 Mr. Olympia.

I was hooked.

I was the epitome of obsession.

I was obsessed with being the best body build in the world.

I was obsessed with having the best legs

that I know one's ever seen. I wasn't always nice to people because I put so much

pressure on myself to perform every day and I put everything into it 24 hours a day.

I just had this belief this was going to be the pinnacle and this was going to make me feel fulfilled as a man and feel like I'm, you know, I've accomplished everything.

I wasn't happy walking on stage at the olympi like I thought I would.

I had felt a sense of accomplishment, but it was also very hollow for me.

It was also very empty.

It wasn't about this journey that I had been on to accumulate muscle or step on stage,

this external things that I'd be focusing on. The only true journey to happiness was within.

When I was 320 pounds walking into a yoga studio I was really bad at doing yoga and that's why I did it. And I'm integrating my body and mind and allowing me to be really, really relaxed in a position that's incredibly uncomfortable for a guy of 300 pounds.

Change the way I look at the world, change the way I looked at the body. incredibly uncomfortable for a guy of 300 pounds.

Change the way I looked at the body,

the integration of the body and the breath.

And I realized that this yoga thing could be

really, really instrumental in my acceptance of who I am and learning to love my body.

Find joy, find love, and find acceptance of everything that you have

bring to the world because ultimately man we can all have

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