when you go to the medicine cabinet every day at work an hour prior to your workout to jack some alcohol swaps so you can go shoot some winny/fina in the stall!
You have to get psyched up to take a shot because for the last hundred times or so you have had to fight through scar tissue or through healing abcesses, both of which causes you to break out in a cold sweat just thinking about them even from the day before the shot. But since you realize the show must go on, you just belly up to the bar and do what a man has to do.
I don't even consider myself close to been hardcore, but your describing me, just brings tears to my eyes! Especially when your at the mall with your lady shopping for her of course and everytime you pass a mirror you throw a quick little pose!