So there I am minding my own business at PTC Perth, the remnants of a long day at work still turning over in my mind as I reflect quietly on the days events. I am draped against the power cage contemplating my cambered bar squats. Tonight's session won't be hard but the tweaking adductor in my left leg is a persistent reminder that I may need to rest legs for a few weeks to heal...always something! As I slowly emerge from my reverie I zone back into the cacophony of the gym surrounding me. It's later in the evening so the early rush has moved on, no doubt relaxing at home scarfing down protein laden feasts in post workout bliss.
I scan the gym: Dan is hitting arms (it's assistance bodybuilding day post GPC worlds), Yianni is finishing up, Shanks is slowing down and starting his accessory work while Paul looks to be hitting his core. As my gaze shifts across the gym it starts to dawn on me....someone is stealing peoples T-Shirts and by the looks of it right off their fucking backs! Well either that or I have been magically transported to some wacky Mykonos rave or stumbled into a John North appreciation society meeting!
Now that can't be right??! I shake my head and refocus, perhaps there was something wacky in my pre-workout drink that is screwing with my perception. Ok try again, I scan the room...Ricky, no shirt, Aaron..no shirt, Yianni...no shirt. Fuck has Dan noticed this...what the fuck... for the love of god....Dan...NO SHIRT!!!
Cambered bar squats are now the last thing on my mind as I frantically try and make sense of the scene unfolding before me. Thankfully not everyone has taken leave of their fucking mind!! Big Mike, bandana firmly in place has had the good sense to keep his shirt on and is pushing through his Oly lifts.
Now I am going to be subtle here and for the sake of discretion. I won't name who I think was the root cause of this man sweat love fest, lets just call him 'Aaron' for the moment.
Now its no secret... 'Aaron' has been as giddy as a geek at an I-Phone launch since he attended the Glen Pendlay seminar last month (good to see ya happy and enjoying the lifting Bro!!). This has resulted in reinvigorated lifting and some great individual lifts. But there is a dark side as he was also instigator of the 'Nike Romaleos 2 Volt' cool kids lifting shoe club.
Now lets be clear I love my brothers at PTC Perth but the only place I want to bump into your sweat covered torsos is if and I mean if...Faith no More re-form, tour and we get prime position in the mosh pit!!
Oh and another thing not only were shirts missing but so was the hair. In the words of Jess Ventura 'if you want to be a god damn sexual Tyrannousaurus Rex like me' don't shave your fucking hair! When you get the urge to manscape start the process, then stop half way through, look up into the mirror and take a lonnnng look at yourself razor or Veet applicator in hand. Now how hard core do you look boys ;)
Oh and another thing not only were shirts missing but so was the hair. In the words of Jess Ventura 'if you want to be a god damn sexual Tyrannousaurus Rex like me' don't shave your fucking hair! When you get the urge to manscape start the process, then stop half way through, look up into the mirror and take a lonnnng look at yourself razor or Veet applicator in hand. Now how hard core do you look boys ;)
Now if this trend persists I am going to start training bottomless on squat day and every second session jocks will be optional, I am just saying!!
Stay Strong!
Thomo
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