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Fibromangina?? Why I have never
heard of this you say. Of course you haven’t, that is
because this is a brand new hot off the presses release of
a disorder I just uncovered and coined last Saturday. I stumbled
upon my finding due to a dear friend, and training partner,
who was suffering a most severe case.
One that if left un-treated could have spread, and very well
led to permanency which is a punishment worse then death.
Despite its infancy in being
just unveiled you may be surprised that it, let’s call
it a disease, has already reached the stage of being classified
as a Mandemic.
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So what is fibromangina you ask?
How do I catch it? How do I get rid of it? All very good questions
and I will do my best. The frightening truth every man is a carrier
from birth. We have found that the disease lies dormant in the male
species until somewhere between the ages of 12-20, and after the
ages or 60-75 it simply withers away and can become a much less
threatening Oldmannisfemininis.
Out of simplicity, and until further
studies are done, we have classified it as a disease affecting men
ages 18-65. These are the years we have recorded, and just by happenstance,
seen with our own eyes by happenstance with the most full blown
cases. That is not to say they don’t occur, or begin sooner
or later. Just that it is rare and usually in an earlier more tolerable
stage, none the less threatening to mankind however if left untreated.
Fibromangina at this early stage of
study, while different, we are classifying as a bacterial disorder
due to the similarities with other bacteria in how it reacts in
the human body. As we all know some bacteria is good. We actually
need it to live a healthy and strong lifestyle. Without it we would
literally die. Fibromangina is much the same. It is only when you
let it spread that it becomes problematic. If you let it continually
and excessively surface it will them spread and fester. It will
quickly take over all aspects of your life without the subject suffering
it ever noticing. This is what makes the disease so hard to diagnose
and contain. The patient himself cannot even begin to diagnose their
own disease. It is up to friends, acquaintances, and educated passer
by’s to ID the disorder and alarm the full blown male to seek
immediate professional help
Fibromangina, again is in all of us
from birth, when in control it is a crucial and needed part of our
lives. Fibromangina is the strain of bacteria in the male that is
responsible for simple male grooming, washing of one’s behind
when it become excessively stinky. Changing of ones clothes. Doing
of ones laundry, when you have one or less clean article of clothing
left. Clean being the male definition. Meaning not that the article
has been worn, but that the smell or appearance of the article is
not personally offensive to one’s self. It allows us to feel
physical and emotional pain, not saying that we do or should listen
to it, or show it, but it allows that stimulus to happen. Even all
the way down to control of things like shedding one single tear
when our favorite dog gets ran over by a trash truck, and immediately
another dog comes over and drags it off to be eaten for lunch. Without
fibromangina these simple subconscious acts would not take place
in the male human.
It is when fibromangina is left unchecked.
When the male, does not on a daily basis fight it down with his,
well natural maleness, that things go sour. When fibromangina is
let to fester we start to see ailments like the well documented
metro sexuality, or more complex and disturbing disorders like maleskinnyjeanitis.
A new yet growing affliction I am afraid.
In cases like that of my friend and
training partner the fibromangina was a very complex. All seemed
well. To keep his identity secret and spare humiliations we’ll
call him Josh. Josh was always a driven strapping young man. Josh
was always athletic through his younger years. A large man who enjoyed
football, prono, and books about war. Training, women, and parties
galore. He excelled in collegiate football. Got his degree and moved
on to a job consulting and working in the training field. He was
self driven and self confident. Had always trained, had a wife,
and a beautiful daughter. Liked fast gas guzzling cars, pushing
himself in all he did. Seeing how much he could accomplish in life,
work, his personal relations, and in the gym.
What happened? How did Josh’s
fibromangina go out of control, become unchecked? Like many of the
cases we see. Ill spare the details, but figuratively it was one
incident. Josh was figuratively kicked in the junk. Smack dab and
hard in sack, by life one day. Again, like many when such a thing
happens he lost sight of his fibromangina, largely due to the fact
I had not yet discovered the disease. Anyway, Josh instead of fighting
and getting head strong like a man and sticking to what he knew,
what he loved, and what he was good at, tucked his tail and ran.
Ran himself right into the grasp of fibromangina.
Josh sold his training facility.
Searched and took a job as a TELEMARKETER!! ( a far cry from the
self driven, strong business consultant, coach, and facility owner
of past). Went and got excessively prettied up to impress his also
fibromanginic higher ups. It was all a downward spiral from there.
I sat by and watched Josh spiral further and further into a fibromanginic
hell.
I watched the disease take over every
single aspect of his life. He had no drive for his work. Who would
at telemarketing, but still Josh had always been driven. I figured
if he was going to be a telemarketer, he’d make telemarketing
hard core! He stopped drinking stout beer, and replaced it with
fruit laden colored cocktails. We’d go to eat and instead of
a steak or burger Josh would order the extra small salad hold the
meat and dressing, WTF!! We’d talk football, training and women,
Josh would change the subject to global warming, Brad Pitt’s
new shirt, or some other useless trash one would find in cosmo,
or on E. He ate like a bird, talked like a 14 year old girl, and
the last straw, Trained like a, well hell I wouldn’t even call
it training. It was something more akin to body pump class. He’d
come in, this former stud, and have every excuse in the world. “Oh
I can’t that hurts, that’s way to heavy Ill get big and
blocky with 95 lbs on the squat. Can’t I just do some stretches
and some arm curls?
Like most advanced fibromangina cases
he talked a lot about the good old days, and talked big of things
to come. He would set goals of dropping some body fat, of getting
strong and competing again, and all the while would do the opposite.
He’d have seemingly no tangible excuse aside from, “its
hard, I hur,t I don’t like to eat good food.. boo hoo.”
He was full on in the grasp of FIBROMANGINA!!
I finally ID’d it last week when he came to train. Josh rolled
up 50 lbs over weight from his diet of salads, latte’s, fruity
cocktails and a training like someone in an infomercial. He got
out of his now, ford fusion, with his fruit smoothie in one hand,
his head band in the other. Sporting a light blue hoody and wearing
skinny pants. He looked like 300lbs of disgusting once was male,
stuffed into a sack of femininity made to hold no more then 150lbs.
Bingo a light went off. Fibromangina!!
I said. While there is no known sure fast cure yet, as I had just
diagnosed the disease seconds ago, I had to do something and had
to do it now. We hadn’t even started training yet and he was
saying how his hips hurt, and his tummy was a lil upset. I hauled
back and did the one thing I knew might help. The same thing that
got him into this position in the first place, thinking maybe the
cause could be the cure. I kicked him square in the junk. I let
him have it in every way I knew how. I told him straight, and told
him to his face. I made him see what he had become, what his fibromangina
had done to him.
I’m happy to say, while it’s
still a day to day battle, in less than a week Josh is making huge
progress. He’s has already went on that day to squat 405 x
3, and later hit an all time PR of 500 in the deadlift. He is making
arrangements to get a new job, one that he is meant to do, one he
can sink his teeth in and make his bitch. We even went and celebrated
his refound manhood with a burger, wings, and a beer. Even his wife
called to thank me.
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All the ways in which and fibromangina
can show itself in each individual are still largely under
investigation, and we find more each day. We are finding many
of once thought distinct disorders actually belong under the
large umbrella of fibromangina left un unchecked. I will not,
and cannot name them all at this time. There is simply too
much study yet to be done. I only hope this will lead all
men and their women to take warning and help me fight this
disease. Help to ID it in all its forms, fight it with me,
and help find cures or vaccines.
I ask you please join me and
spread word of my new group that is seeking government funding
to help further ID and fight this debilitating male disease
“Help
Stop Fibromangina”
Thank you. The cause, prevention
and cure is in all of us. Let it be known. Together we can
make men, men again, and send fibromangina and all it’s
varied faces back to the depths at which they belong
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About The Author
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Coach Phil Stevens is an accomplished
strength athlete with considerable experience in both powerlifting
and strongman competition. Phil is the 2007 APA World Champion
in the 242-pound class (total). He currently holds the APF
275-pound class raw National bench, squat, deadlift, and total
records. Phil’s marquis lift was his 700-pound raw deadlift,
performed on February 14, 2009 in Phoenix, Arizona.
Phil has been ranked in the
“Top 10” in the deadlift Nationally across all powerlifting
federations, and in addition to his coaching duties at Staley
Training Systems, he also serves as the Arizona State Chair
for the North American Highlander Association, as well as
the founder of Lift For Hope, an annual strength-competition
with proceeds donated to Charity (www.Lift4Hope.org).
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