Arnold: The Education of a Bodybuilder by Arnold Schwarzenegger

Author:Arnold Schwarzenegger
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2010-11-30T03:48:59.804000+00:00

With Franco Columhu at the 1970 Mr. World contest, Columbus, Ohio

I hated Sergio's attitude. It's tough to lose, but that's no reason to be a poor loser. I watched him, thinking, "Last year you beat me, Sergio. I got you tonight and I'll get you again in two weeks." That gave me even more momentum to go to New York.

This contest, the Mr. Olympia, was billed as the bodybuilding battle of the century. I had won Mr. World in Ohio, but that had been so close that two weeks in the gym could change the outcome. In New York the camps were split. It was a competition solely between Sergio and me.

I was never quite so aware of what fanatics there are in the bodybuilding audience as I was then. They seemed to cling to me. I couldn't go anyplace without people clustering around to touch me. The closer it got to contest time, the more frantic they became. It was a madness. First it was autographs; then clothing. The requests got more bizarre. Word reached me that someone was offering a hundred dollars for a lock of my hair, five hundred for my posing trunks.

In the dressing room. Sergio was already pumping up. I didn't take my eyes off him. But I didn't even make a move to change. I just watched him. I followed each move he made with my eyes. He'd pause and look around at me, to see if I'd started to strip down. I knew it was getting to him. Finally, with two minutes to go, I slipped into my trunks and oiled up.

Police were having to keep the fans from the stage. They had gone berserk. Some were screaming, "Sergio!" But "Arnold!" cut through and put them down. All the sheer madness of a stampede came out in those fans. They were holding up photographs, waving banners, trying to get to the stage only to be pushed back and threatened by ushers and cops.

The moment the announcer gave me the title and the girl handed me the trophy and I clutched the cold silver bowl against my stomach I knew I had gone as far as I could in bodybuilding as a competitor. From then on I would only be defending my title, and that put things in a whole different light. I had cleaned house. That was it. It's what I call the golden triangle. I went boom, boom, boom in three cities in two weeks. I beat everybody, every formidable contender who ever existed in bodybuilding. I was King Kong. The Mr. Olympia contest is the Super

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