16 year old Morne Training Arms

Watch him compete in his first IFBB Contest later this year.

16 year old Morne doing Zlotmann Curls

Morning doing Zlotmann Bicep Curls. This youngster will be competing later this year in his first IFBB contest, we will track his performance and keep you updated of his progress.

Renier Posing

A small clip of the 17 year old boy wonder Renier Erasmus poing.

Renier won the 2007 WPF Provincial champs, in the same year he captained the Eastern Province Junior rugby team to victory. This talented youngster has countless other sporting awards.

All the best for 2009

Tristan Flexing legs in the locker room.

While preparing for a contest, we regularly take our athletes to the locker room or the studio and put them through their paces. Not only does this condition the muscles, it also helps us pick up on any weaknesses, which we can either try and rectify, or hide with the posing routine.

Morne Training Back, Incline Dumbbell/Reverse Grip Incline rows.

Morne is one of our star students, he is 16 years old, and has a great future ahead of him. We will keep you posted of his progress.

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The Ultimate Squat

Submitted by Anonymous

My mother was fanatical about public toilets. When I was a little girl, she’d take me to a stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she’d carefully lay strips of toilet paper to cover the seat. Finally, she’d instruct, “Never, never sit on a public toilet seat.” And she’d demonstrate “The Stance,” which consisted of balancing over the toilet in a sitting position without allowing any of your flesh makes contact with the toilet seat (essentially a squat). But by this time I’d have peed down my leg and we’d go home.

That was a long time ago and I’ve had a lot of experience with public toilets since then, but I’m still not particularly fond of public toilets, especially those with powerful, redeye sensors. Those toilets know when you want to flush. They are psychic toilets, but I’ve always confused their psychic ability by following my mother’s advice and assuming “The Stance”.

“The Stance” is excruciatingly difficult to maintain when one’s bladder is especially full. This is most likely to occur after watching a full-length feature film. You know what I mean. You drink a 2 litre cup of diet cola, then sit still through a three hour saga because, for goodness sake, even if you didn’t wipe and wash your hands in the bathroom, you’d still miss the pivotal part of the movie. So, you cross your legs and hold it, and you hold it until that first credit rolls and you jump up and sprint to the bathroom, about ready to explode all over your internal organs.

And at the bathroom, you find a line of women that makes you think there’s a half price sale on Mel Gibson’s underwear in there. So, you wait and smile politely at all the other ladies, also crossing their legs and smiling politely. And you finally get closer, you check under the stall doors. Everyone is occupied, you hope no one is doing frivolous things behind those stall doors, like blowing her nose or checking the contents of her wallet.

Finally, a stall door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won’t latch, it doesn’t matter. You hang your handbag on the door hook, yank down your pants and assume “The Stance”. Relief. More relief. Then your thighs begin shake, you’d love to sit down but you certainly hadn’t taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold “The Stance” as your thighs experience a quake that would register an eight on the Richter scale.

To take your mind off it, you reach for the toilet paper, might as well be ready when you are done. What!! The toilet paper dispenser is empty. Your thighs shake more; you remember the tiny napkin you wiped your fingers on after eating buttered popcorn. It would have to do. You crumble it in the puffiest way possible; it is still smaller than your thumbnail.

Someone pushes open the door, and because the latch does not work the door swings open your handbag whams you on the head. “Occupied!” you scream as you reach for the door, dropping your buttered napkin in a puddle and falling backward, directly onto the toilet seat. You get up quickly, but it’s too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with all the germs and life forms on the bare seat because you never laid down the toilet paper, not that there would have been any to lie down, even if you had enough time to. And your mother would be utterly ashamed of you if she knew, because her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, “You don’t know what kind of diseases you could get.”

And by this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, sending up a stream of water like a fountain and then it suddenly sucks everything down with such a force that you grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged to China.

At this point, you give up, you’re finished peeing, you’re soaked by the splashing water and you’re exhausted. You try to wipe with a Chicklet wrapper you found in your pocket, and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. At the sink you realise you can’t figure out how to operate the sinks with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and past the long line of women, still waiting cross-legged and unable to smile politely at this point.

One kind soul at the very end of the line points out that you are trailing a piece of toilet paper on your shoe as long as the Mississippi River. You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman’s hand and say warmly, “Here, you might need this.”

At this point you see your spouse, who has entered, used and exited his bathroom AND read a copy of War and Peace while waiting for you. “What took you so long?” he asks, annoyed. You reply with a sharp kick to his shin, and you go home.

This is dedicated to all women everywhere who have ever had to deal with a public toilet. And it finally explains to all YOU MEN what takes us so long.

Asian Connection

We would like to dedicate this post the Asian Athletes. These athletes manage to pack on size, but manage to maintain a symmetrical and proportional development.

Look at the following pictures and decide for yourself.

If you have any other pictures of athletes, or would like to submit an athlete profile, please contact me at bwbacad@gmail.com

More next Asian Connection Next Weekend

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David is a phenomenal 16 year old from Slovenia

More about him in the coming weeks

Eric Daye bodybuilding star in the making is Eric Daye

20 Year old Eric has great symmetry, and has a bright future ahead of him. Will keep you posted.

Shane Giese is only 20, and already he has built up a following in the bodybuilding community.

Shane did his first workout video at age 17. He is currently only weeks away from the NPC Arizona.

One of Our Own

Chris Fyffe has taken some time off competitive bodybuilding to recover from a hamstring and elbow injury. Besides being a Personal Trainer, Chris also found the time to do a photo shoot. How many of you think Chris has a future as a Model??