Testosterone and my Missing Balls
Being my first blog post this is not an easy subject to cover. Mentally, emotionally and physically- last summer was a tough one for me.
My first owner gave me up because I got into our neighbors paddock and roughed up a sheep.
Apparently it’s frowned upon to chase sheep. Even more frowned upon when a couple weeks later the sheep in question passes away from complications aroused from the chase.
Needless to say the farmer was not happy, complained to the city and I was deemed “dangerous to livestock”.
Dangerous to livestock? Me? No way. We were just having a little fun. When sheep run- you chase em right?
The sheep incident was a cross roads in my short-lived life. Things started to spiral out of control and the next thing I knew I was dropped off at a vet clinic to be put down.
Yep, you heard it right. I was apparently too much to handle with my newly acquired “dangerous to livestock” title and wasn’t worth the extra work or cost.
Thankfully the vet was compassionate and saw something in me the authority had failed to see. He decided there was no way he could put down such a beautiful, um, handsome young animal and brought in a behaviorist to figure out whether or not I was dangerous.
Regardless I did a lot of growing up over the next couple of days but thankfully it turned out all right as Sean and his girlfriend Kelly adopted me a couple weeks later.
The Incident
A strapping young lad in the prime years of my life I was happy as could be in my new home… until it happened.
My parents were advised that being such a large dog with a “dangerous to livestock” title and fully intact (if you know was I’m getting at) probably wasn’t the best idea.
Within a week I was scheduled for “the surgery”.
To further complicate matters, my mom who is studying to become a Vet performed the un-speak-able herself.
That’s right- she chopped my balls off.
The Point
All right, pity story is over, enough rambling… What’s the point of today’s blog post?
I no longer have my balls, which means I no longer produce Testosterone. Which means, technically I have the right to a reduced libido, less lean muscle mass and more body fat.
I have an excuse.
It makes me sad to see men walking around fully intact and not producing Testosterone.
Testosterone is naturally occurring in the body and is one of the hormones responsible for increasing protein synthesis (muscle building) and metabolic capacity, leading to faster muscle repair/building, increased energy (fat) burning, a stronger libido and greater cognitive functioning.
When you are inactive and unhealthy there is no demand on your body to produce Testosterone.
You may as well have my mom chop your balls off too.
Furthermore, low levels of this hormone decrease energy and muscle building, leading you on a downward spiral. In order to reverse the trend, you need to give your body a reason to increase its production. This can be achieved through beer belly exercises and strength resistance training outlined in the 3BG System.
There are limitations to how much of this hormone your body will produce even in the best of shape (for good reason). This causes some people go the added (illegal) step. But too much of anything is a very bad thing and remember that your body knows what is best.
If you are sticking with the Mind-Body-Mouth approach outlined in the 3BG System, you won’t have any problems stimulating your body’s natural production of Testosterone.
If you’re sitting on your ass all day, eating fried greasy foods and not getting in short intense workouts like the one Jonny performs here, then you might as well stop calling yourself a man.
Sorry for sounding a little bitter. I have an excuse… You do not.
Catch you next week.
Dante
PS. The sheep had it coming…
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