My first cycle was when I was 16 and I was tired of riding the pine in football. Almost everyone on the team was on something, from roids to cocaine, to pain killers. I swore I would never try any of that. But one day in spring practice, I got my ass handed to me when I was blocked head on by the starting tight end. He just sat me down like I was not even there, it was rumored that he was on juice. That was the exact moment I decided to get on it as well.

I went to a drug dealer friend of mine and he hooked me up. The stupid thing was I thought all AAS were the same so I didn't even bother to ask questions, he just said that for 75 bucks, which he let me make in payments even, that I could fill as much as five needles worth. I never asked about anti-e's, diet, how often to take it or even what kind it was. So there I was that night getting ready to poke my self and of all places to poke first, I chose my quad, but he told me to inject in the point where that little upside down "V" right above the knee is. I did about half a needles worth every ten days or so, I wasn't even disciplined enough to remember to take the damn things. I don't know how I even gained what I did, I was 145 lbs. benching 235 lbs. that doesn't sound like much, but for little 'ole me that was the world, after that everyone knew what I was on and I kind of got embarressed for talking shit about what they were doing and then eventually ended up doing the exact same thing, so I gave what was left, about a needles worth, to a friend of mine and never did it since.

If I could go back, I would definitely do it again, but I would have done research and asked my friends who were using questions and not be so nieve. Luckily, I wasn't hurt or anything, but now that I think about it, so many things could have gone wrong.