The Lazy Bodybuilder’s “Secret” To Fast Muscle Gains… Even If You Have Tried And Failed Before!

Are you finally ready to stop fussing with your workouts… and just take total control of how muscular you want to look?

Because if you’ve ever suspected — like most good hardgainers I know — that the best way to learn how to pack on muscle is to just figure it out yourself… you now have proof it’s true.

I distinctly remember hearing loads of “expert” advice many years ago… from a “certified” trainer at a very fancy health club… and just getting extremely ticked off.

Because this trainer — and I use the term loosely — kept insisting that I needed to make my body do things my body very much did not WANT to do. He was trying to make me into a “Mini-Me” version of HIM.

And that’s just beyond stupid. I’m not him. I’ll never be him, and I’ll never be anyone else, either. I’m me… for the rest of my days.

Did YOU listen to a bunch of so-called advice before you learned none of it made an ounce of difference? Of course not. You maybe used your Dad’s old set of weights, or a friend’s… and you just figured it out.

I’ll bet the muscle gains didn’t come as fast as you wanted them to, or as much as you wanted… but you kept working out anyway. Right?

Here’s the stark fact an increasing number of guys are coming to terms with:

Unless you plan on becoming a professional bodybuilder… you will always make better gains using a simple plan. (Trying to beat pro’s is different, because the game is just ridiculously dangerous at that high level where drugs are the most important part of your program.)

If being the best built man in your circle of friends… or at your local drinking hole… is a “good enough” goal for you… then I have a way for it to become your REALITY.

It’s like everything in life. When you know how things work, and what to do… and you have even a tiny bit of experience doing it RIGHT… then it’s not a big darn mystery anymore.

When I first became a homeowner, I had to hire someone to come over and fix a leaking sprinkler head in my landscaping. I watched him kneel down, unscrew this simple plastic thing, replace it with a new plastic thing (three bucks at Home Depot), brush himself off, and hand me a bill for $70.

The next time a sprinkler went bad… well, I fixed it myself. It was NO BIG DEAL! Still, before I’d seen it done… it was, I admit, a big scary mystery. After I’d seen it done… no more mystery.

It’s the same with building muscle. There’s just not that much about it you need to know to be able to gain muscle, get ripped… and even make your buddies at the gym think you are on “the juice” even though you wouldn’t touch the stuff with a ten foot pole.

This is so simple, you’re gonna kick yourself for not having figured it out on your own. But don’t feel bad. Often, the simplest answers are the toughest to find… because we tend to look at things as being so mysterious, they must be COMPLEX, too.

And that’s just NOT true when it comes to packing on muscle.

Here’s the story: Back in September last year, I managed to talk my way into a closed-door, invitation only party, at a notorious “celebrity” night club that is permanently burned in my memory.

Earlier that afternoon, I went to one of the local gyms and asked about a man named Phil “The Beast” Johnston… because I’m told, he has one of the biggest all natural builds unlike any other man alive. They told me how to find the exclusive club where he worked, and that night I drove over to see him.

The club was literally dripping with beautiful women. They were only ever so slightly out numbered by the men, at a ratio of probably four to one. There was no doubt who was Johnston… In fact, I almost had a heart attack when I saw him. He weighed about 290 pounds and ALL of it was muscle. I climbed up 0n a table and introduced myself.

“Tell me, Phil,” I said. “You still a natural (no drugs) bodybuilder?” He laughed. “Damn straight.” He propped an arm like an elephant’s leg up on the bar. “Wanna arm wrestle?” I looked at the arm. “No thanks.” He looked surprised. “NO? How come?”

“Phil, I’ll tell ya,” I said. “You might break my arm, and I don’t think my insurance will cover it.” He smiled broadly. “You know,” he said. “You’re one of the very few people who ever walked in here and didn’t think they could beat me.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding,” I said. “I ain’t too bright, but I’m not crazy.” I threw my shoulders back, and puffed up my lanky chest. “I’ll tell you what I would like, though… I’d like to know how you got to be so damn big and strong.”

“Sure,” he said. “Take a seat at the bar and I’ll give you the details.” I grabbed one of the only vacant stools at the bar, and sat next to a stunning blonde that would make Paris Hilton look like your Grandma. Phil ripped the lid off a couple of beers. “You can drink on the job?” I asked… a little surprised. “All part of the customer service.” replied Phil. He asked me how I was doing with my training…

“Not too good…” “I can’t seem to gain weight.” Then he asked me what sort of program I was doing… So I rattled off a bunch of exercises like I was calling the races. I’m not totally sure he’d even heard of half of them.

“Crap,” he said. “That’s an awful lot of work. How long does it take?” “About two hours.” I said. “How often?” he asked. “Six days a week.”

“Man, oh man,” he said. “No wonder you’re not gaining weight. Why don’t you go get a job on a construction site? You’d work about half that hard… and they’d pay you for it.” “But… I wouldn’t gain much on a construction site.” I replied… feeling a little hurt.

“You’re NOT gaining a hell of a lot training either.” “No,” I said. “I am a bit thin.” He took a good look at me. (back then you could have opened the beer tops with my knee caps.)

“Yeah,” he said. “You are a bit.” I started to squirm around like I’d just been kicked, and I think Phil began to feel a little sorry for me. “Look,” he said. “Where’d you get the idea that you had to train that often?” “All the magazines, and bodybuilding websites.” I said defensively. “Don’t you read them?”

“No,” he said. “I read The National Enquirer. It’s not quite as funny but it makes more sense.” Phil shot a smile at the blonde sitting next to me, as she slipped him what looked like her phone number.

“Well, I dunno,” I said. “There’s lots of advice in the mags, and online about gaining size and strength.” “Do you follow it?” He asked. “Sure.” I said. “Did you gain any size?” “Well no,” I said. “But I’m gonna stick with it. I got lots of determination and will power.”

“You got lots of rocks in your head… you could put muscles on a lamp post in the time you’ve been training.” “You think there’s a better way to get bigger and stronger then?” “Sure.” He said. “How?” I asked. So he told me.

Here’s the amazing muscle gaining secret that I’d have been waiting for:

“Gaining size and strength is the easiest thing in the world. But there’s certain principles to follow and you’re not following any of them. One of the most important things is the amount of time you spend working out. You don’t need to spend very long at it. If you’re trying to increase your muscle size, you’re way better off doing too little than too much.”

“You’re kidding.” I said. “Are you telling me that I have be working out too much?”

“That’s right.” Smiled Phil. “Anybody who works for a living and spends six days a week working out is making a social outcast of himself. Keep that up and the next sound you hear will be your girlfriend laughing, as she runs off with your best friend. Besides, you can gain ALL the muscle you want and still lead a normal life. You gotta realize that you only have so much energy. If you exceed it you won’t build up… you might even lose weight. It’s really easy to reach a point of diminishing returns very quickly.”

Phil and I spent a long time talking. I asked about every aspect of his training and workout philosophy. The fact that most guys spend too long at it, kept coming up over and over. “They (practically everyone who uses weights) do way too much. They’d look better if they did less.” He stressed.

He taught me a lot about proper training that night in the club… but… the big moral of the story was this – If you can’t gain muscle size, you’re doing something seriously wrong.

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