I love creatine
The young person who responded let me know that she thought that was a ridiculous thing to say.
But here’s why I said it. I’ve been in and out of gyms since my first weight-training experience in, like, 1976 or ‘77. Back in those days and in my heyday, the mid-1980s, we didn’t have supplements that accomplished jack. Our protein powder was unbelievably nasty stuff (made from soybeans, and I don’t even want to tell you what that does to a person’s digestive system), and the supplements the magazine ads touted were more or less snake oil.
Creatine really works–and in my book, that translates to “almost magic.” Whey protein works too. These are the good old days of supplementation, no question.
It’s just so cool to do a creatine cycle and see one’s muscles getting fuller.
I’ll toss two scant teaspoons into a shaker with 8 ounces of Parmalat (sugar-sweetened, vanilla-flavored milk with extra protein) after a workout, and on a non-workout day, I combine creatine with a glass of milk and sugar-free Nestle’s Quik before bed. Mmmmm-good.
