Weights are still light but working really hard on form in the squat. I am kicking those knees out and dropping through my hips and so far it feels great. After my work sets I finished with 3x5 front squats and then 4x8 of hanging leg raises.
I chilled and stretched while I pumped out 4 sets of chins waiting for space to military press. Gym was steady though I guarantee in this gym I am a sure thing to get the powerrack free..unless someone wants to curl!
Interestingly more guys that I would imagine are deadlifting, don't misunderstand me there aren't many, just more than I would have thought given the type of facility. Generally not a hip hinge to be seen and mostly hard touch and go reps.
Military went fine focusing on pumping out the reps. Between sets I continue to be blown away by the number of young guys with jacked upper bodies. I am talking about a fair number with thick hose pipe veins and massive swole. May be some 'special' supplements with more than a few!
Funny as shit incident happened as I started to press. Just as I walked up to the rack a couple were finishing their workout. He looked like a standard athletic guy but she was seriously built. Looked naturally strong and very athletic physique, my guess a competing body builder. As they were leaving I confirmed they were done with the following exchange:
Me: Hey are you guys all done with the rack
Her: Yup no problems, all yours...mmm by the way..do I know you?
At this point she is giving me the look from head to toe..
Me: I don't think so
Her: Are you sure, you look familiar, did you compete at NABBA recently (i.e. she is asking if I am a competing bodybuilder
At this point I look down at my average tired 43 year old body then up at her a little perplexed, with a smile I say:
Me: ahh if I did it sure as shit wasn't with this body!
We both have a little chuckle. Her and her friend seemed pretty down to earth and training pretty hard so may grab them for a little spot on training truth sometime soon.
Funny how often over the years someone mistakes me for someone else coz I sure as hell don't have a blend into the crowd look.
Once about ten years ago I had a whole number of good looking girls approach every Friday nigh at a club was frequenting. Kinda weird but I went with it for a while till I realised I had a slight (though probably more than passing resemblance to the Saturday night DJ). Given the number of requests and offers of intimacy I had it was clear the dude working the decks on Saturday was supplying a range of party drugs to the young and gorgeous.
Not one to miss an opportunity I lapped up the attention for a few weeks until one night I forgot and turned up on a Saturday night. Whilst in the middle of receiving some whispers and thanks for the previous weeks gear (I had no idea what she was on about) a club bunny proceeded to compliment me on the tunes I was spinning. Again I lapped it up until I notice her stuck, mouth open in mid sentence looking distantly over my shoulder. Then she starts looking from me to the stage and back until the penny drops with me. I'm here on Saturday night so my doppelgänger is obviously on the decks now and little miss party girl has just realised I am clearly not who she and a fair proportion of last nights crowd thinks given the real drug dealing DJ is about 20 feet behind me.
All sorts of recriminations occur but it was some funny shit while it lasted!
On a really weird note one of the staff assumed last night that during peak period it would be an absolutely peachy time to mop the gym floor. Starting with the inside of the power rack. Now squatting in my Romelaeos 2's on a wet floor is sooooo much fun. I was like, are you shitting me??
Ah well good to live in interesting times!
Stay Strong
Thomo
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