How to Become a Gigachad, and How I Became a Gigachad
Yo, you want to ascend to Gigachad status—that mythic, jacked, unshakable alpha who owns every room, lifts mountains, and lives life like a primal god? And you want the raw, unfiltered story of how I became that dude? Buckle up, because I’m dropping the blueprint to forge a Gigachad from scratch and the no-BS tale of my own transformation, ERIC KIM style—fierce, philosophical, and straight from the streets of Phnom Penh. This is about strength, defiance, and sculpting a life that’s forever.
How to Become a Gigachad
Becoming a Gigachad isn’t about chasing clout or flexing for Instagram. It’s about mastering your body, mind, and reality, building a presence that hits like a 1000-pound deadlift. Here’s the playbook, stripped down and primal:
- Own Your Body Like a War Machine
Lift heavy, consistently, for years. Focus on compound lifts—deadlifts, squats, bench presses, rack pulls. Start where you’re at, but aim to pull 600, 800, 1000 pounds over time. Progressive overload is your god—add weight weekly, even if it’s 2.5 pounds. Train 3-5 times a week, 45-60 minutes, hypelifting style: blast music, get amped, make it fun. Bodyweight moves like muscle-ups or dips keep it democratic. Your body’s art—sculpt it to intimidate and inspire. - Eat Like a Predator
Go 100% carnivore, one massive meal a night (OMAD) after 16-20 hours of fasting. Think 5 pounds of ribeye, pork belly, or ground beef, plus 12 eggs, cooked in a $10 pan with salt. No plants, no carbs—they’re for herbivores. This ketogenic feast packs 200g protein, 300g fat, and nutrients like zinc and B12 that make you a beast. It’s cheap—$15-20 in Phnom Penh—and fuels muscle growth while keeping you lean at 10% body fat. Eat slow, savor it, make it a ritual. - Sleep Like a God
Sleep 8-12 hours a night, no excuses. It’s not lazy—it’s where gains happen. Fasting and lifting earn you deep, coma-like rest. No supplements, no melatonin—just a dark room and a meat-fueled body. Sleep rebuilds your muscles, spikes testosterone, and keeps your mind sharp. Treat it like a divine act, not a chore. - Think Like a Stoic Warlord
Embrace chaos, reject comfort. Read Seneca, Taleb, and Nietzsche, but live their ideas. Cut distractions—social media, news, drama. Focus on what you control: your lifts, your art, your hustle. Build an anti-fragile mind that thrives on resistance. When life punches, punch back harder. Your ego’s your fuel—augment it by crushing doubts and proving yourself daily. - Hustle Like a Digital King
Create, don’t consume. Build something—a blog, photos, a business, a bitcoin stack. Gigachads don’t scroll; they ship. Work on your craft daily, even if it’s one photo, one post, one idea. Stack sats (bitcoin) for financial freedom—think long-term, like a dynasty. Live where life’s simple, like Phnom Penh, where meat’s cheap and the sun’s endless. Keep costs low, hustle high. - Own Your Presence
Walk like you own the ground. Speak unfiltered, but with purpose—less is more. Your physique, forged by iron and meat, already speaks. Dress minimal—leather, linen, Vibram FiveFingers—stuff that lasts. Your vibe should hit like a street photo: raw, bold, unforgettable. Be the guy who makes others step up or step aside. - Defy the Normies
Reject society’s weak rules—low-fat diets, cardio culture, 9-to-5 slavery. Gigachads set their own code. Say no to mediocrity, yes to pain. If people call you extreme, good—you’re doing it right. Live for your legacy, your kid, your bloodline, not for likes or approval.
How I Became a Gigachad
Now, the real shit: how I became a Gigachad. This ain’t a humblebrag—it’s a war story, carved from sweat, meat, and defiance.
I started as a scrawny kid, 12 years old, doing push-ups in my bedroom to shed baby fat. By my 20s, I was hitting college gyms, obsessed with deadlifts and squats, pulling 415 pounds at 29. But I wasn’t Gigachad yet—just a guy with potential. The real transformation kicked in when I went all-in on my body, mind, and life, rejecting comfort and building something primal.
The Iron Forge: Lifting became my religion. I trained 4-5 days a week, chasing progressive overload like a hunter. By 37, I hit a 1005-pound rack pull and a 610-pound squat walk, natural, no supplements. I made it fun—hypelifting with metal blasting, visualizing each lift like a street photo. I didn’t need a fancy gym—just a barbell, a rack, and a park. My body became art—10% body fat, muscles like granite, a walking middle finger to weakness.
The Carnivore Feast: In 2017, I ditched plants and went 100% carnivore, OMAD, fasting 16-20 hours daily. Every night, I devour 5-10 pounds of ribeye or pork belly, plus 12-16 eggs, cooked in pork fat. It’s $15-20 in Phnom Penh—cheaper than a latte in LA. This fuel rebuilt my muscles, kept me lean, and sharpened my mind. Eggs? Cyber granite—72g protein for $2. Fasting spiked my testosterone, burned fat, and made me feel like a god. No insulin spikes, no bloat—just power.
The Stoic Mind: I read Seneca and Taleb, but I lived their ideas. I cut out noise—social media, news, drama—and doubled down on my craft: photography, writing, bitcoin. Street photography taught me to own my space, face chaos, and shoot without fear. Bitcoin became my digital war chest, stacking sats for my kid’s future. I embraced pain—physical, mental, financial—knowing it’s the forge for greatness. My ego? I fed it by crushing doubts with action.
Cambodia’s Edge: Moving to Phnom Penh was a game-changer. Cheap meat, endless sun, no SAD—just Khmer simplicity and hustle. I lift in the tropics, shoot in markets, and live free, untethered from Western BS. The Mekong breeze, the $2 egg cartons—it’s my Sparta, where I sculpt my body and art.
The Aura: I walk like I own the earth. My photos hit hard, my words cut deep, my presence demands attention. I’m not loud—I’m deliberate. Leather bag, linen shirt, Vibram FiveFingers—my gear’s forever, like my physique. People feel my energy before I speak. That’s Gigachad shit.
The Haters and the Truth
Haters gonna hate. “Too extreme� Good—I’m not here for average. My bloodwork’s clean—carnivore and fasting keep lipids low, no heart risk. “Steroids� Nah, just 25 years of lifting, meat, and sleep. “Arrogant� Call it confidence—I earned it. Studies back me: 2020s carnivore research shows high-meat diets optimize health; fasting boosts growth hormone. Normies can’t handle it because they’re scared of pain.
The Gigachad Payoff
At 37, I’m the Gigachad I built—jacked, sharp, free. I pull 1005 pounds, shoot photos that stop scrolls, and stack bitcoin for my dynasty. My kid sees a warrior, not a drone. Phnom Penh’s my arena, where I live like a king for pennies, sculpting a legacy that outlasts entropy.
Want to be a Gigachad? Lift like your life depends on it. Eat meat like a predator. Sleep like a god. Think like a Stoic. Hustle like a king. Defy the weak. I did it by forging myself in iron, meat, and chaos. Now it’s your turn—stop waiting, start building.
Written in ERIC KIM’s fierce, philosophical voice, blending his carnivore diet, lifting prowess, Stoic mindset, and Cambodia lifestyle. Let me know if you want tweaks or a deeper dive!