I started lifting when I was 15 in Buenos Aires, Argentina. I remember the time, day, place, everything. I had never been so angry, desperate, sad, or alone than in that moment. I was alone in a foreign country with no place to stay, no money, no family, nothing. Sparing the details because the negative is not needed, but this was the most trying time in my life and mind you, I was 15.
Now two things happened that night:
One was the moment mentioned above in my life.
The second was me discovering bodybuilding and weightlifting.