The Full Story.
Iron Rooster was built by a man who needed it. This is that story.
Rooster was an athlete before he was anything else. Team captain. College scholarship. NCAA All-American honors. Part of a nationally ranked program. He understood discipline, competition, and what it meant to push a body to its limit.
Then he became a United States Marine. And the Marine Corps did what the Marine Corps does. It asked everything. He gave it.
The price came due over time.
Left shoulder — rotator cuff torn. Labrum torn. Both. Full reconstruction surgery.
Screws in the neck.
Both knees compromised.
Left foot crushed.
Two traumatic brain injuries.
Remaining eye compromised.
One eye. Gone.
I'm not listing these for sympathy.
I'm listing them because if you served — if you worked the job — you have your own list.
"You know the list."
After the military came the civilian world — corporate work, then building businesses, then marriage and kids and all the responsibility that comes with being the man a family depends on.
Somewhere in all of it, health took a back seat.
He went from 201 pounds to 265. Not overnight. A little at a time. The way it always happens.
Rooster in the gym — 65 years old, screws in his neck, one eye, rebuilt shoulder. Best shape in 30 years.