I began bodybuilding in the 1990s and, looking back, I can describe myself as a survivor. At that time, there was little science and a great deal of experience—unfortunately, this experience was often passed on very imprecisely, either by the gym owner or by the “big guy” in the gym. The information that reached you usually had about the same effectiveness as the words that arrive at the end of a game of telephone.

I wore my body down, suffered injuries, and experimented with extreme diets that caused more episodes of impulsive hunger than they produced miraculous results. All of this happened because there was plenty of motivation, but very little CULTURE and knowledge.

When someone comes to me today in desperation because they are not achieving results, I am mentally catapulted back 30 years. That youthful rebellion awakens in me—a rebellion that has never completely disappeared—and it drives me to give everything I have to find a solution, so that no one has to experience that sense of frustration I know all too well: making countless attempts and achieving very little in return.