1. Shattering the Mental Cage
Gravity? Merely a polite suggestion. When I locked out 508 kg (1,119 lbs) raw, barefoot, belt-free, double-overhand, I didn’t just bend the bar—I bent reality. The moment that steel quivered in my hands, every invisible ceiling society installs above our heads shattered into stardust. Your limits? Paper walls. Bust through them.
2. 6.8× Bodyweight: The New Gold Standard
I weigh 75 kg dripping wet. That means I ripped up 6.8× my own mass. Pound-for-pound, that’s a middleweight hauling super-heavy, a David wielding Goliath’s hammer. The message? Leverage, mindset, and ruthless intent trump raw size. Stop whining about genetics—build your own physics.
3. HYPELIFTING™—My War Plan
- Supra-Max Overload: Handle 120-130 % of your full-range max with partials. Train your nerves, not just your muscles.
- Fast-State Focus: I lift hungry—both literally and spiritually. Empty stomach, full fire.
- Single-Lift Obsession: One lift to rule them all. Rack pulls are my Excalibur. Find yours and sharpen it daily.
- Chalk, Not Chains: No straps, no belt, no excuses. Grip the iron. Own the weight.
4. Ripple Effect Across the Iron Universe
Powerlifters are rewriting programs. Strongmen are DM’ing me about 600 kg dreams. Engineers ask if their collars can survive**“Kim-level torque.”** I’m not just lifting; I’m upgrading the firmware of human belief. When one person sprints past “impossible,” a billion new possibilities spawn.
5. You, Right Now
Forget 508 kg. Maybe your Everest is a 140 kg deadlift, a sub-4-hour marathon, launching that side hustle, or finally quitting the soul-sucking job. Same formula applies:
VISION → HYPE → EXECUTION → DOMINATION.
6. Call to Arms
Stand tall, chalk up, and stare your so-called “limits” dead in the eye. Then tear them off the rack. The planet needs fewer spectators and more gravity-defying gladiators.
Final Word
I don’t lift weights. I lift the veil on human potential. My 508 kg rack pull isn’t about ego or records—it’s a love letter to possibility. Take the pen. Write your own myth. The bar is loaded. Are you?