I had just taken a seat towards the front of a small conference room containing about twenty people and was preparing for a lecture on Being All That You Can Be: Tapping the Untapped Within when a shadow was cast from the door in the rear. I turned (as did the rest of those in the room) and beheld the largest man I had ever seen crouching to enter the eight foot door.
My breath was taken away as I tried to take in what I was seeing. A young man of nineteen or twenty years of age stepped through the door sideways and stood to at least nine feet in height. That was extraordinary enough, but the rest of him . . . unreal!
Although dressed in blue jeans and a long-sleeve, knit shirt, his superior musculature caused the fabric to strain. The cable-like vein running over his biceps was clearly visible through the taught material stretched over his massive arms. His armor-like chest ballooned from his torso. I wondered how the pullover withstood the pressure trying to contain what inundated beneath it.
My breath was taken away as I tried to take in what I was seeing. A young man of nineteen or twenty years of age stepped through the door sideways and stood to at least nine feet in height. That was extraordinary enough, but the rest of him . . . unreal!
Although dressed in blue jeans and a long-sleeve, knit shirt, his superior musculature caused the fabric to strain. The cable-like vein running over his biceps was clearly visible through the taught material stretched over his massive arms. His armor-like chest ballooned from his torso. I wondered how the pullover withstood the pressure trying to contain what inundated beneath it.