I should have known something was different the moment I took that half scoop.
It was evening. Just another supplement, I thought. Just another promise. I'd been burned before by the industry's empty claims, but something whispered to me: give it one more chance.
Morning arrived like it always does, unforgiving, relentless. I made my way to the bathroom, steeling myself for the usual ordeal. What happened next, I still struggle to put into words.
The deed was done. I reached for the paper, bracing for the inevitable. One wipe.
Nothing.
My hand froze. This couldn't be right. I checked the paper like a detective examining evidence at a crime scene. Clean. Impossibly clean.
Disbelief washed over me. Some kind of fluke, surely. A trick of the light. I wiped again, my heart pounding.
Nothing.
I sat there in stunned silence, the truth slowly dawning on me like sunrise breaking through storm clouds. This wasn't luck. This wasn't a miracle.
This was DigestMax.
Half a scoop. That's all it took. One half scoop to change everything I thought I knew about digestive supplements.
They said it would work. I just never believed them.
10/10 would experience existential crisis in my bathroom again.
Ep.12 Logan Hopa with "Mr NZ" Dean Lawrence on his approach to Prep and Bodybuilding
What makes each Strom Sports Nutrition STIMUMAX preworkout different?