Decent workout, I got a new PB (Personal Best) on one arm rows, so I was kinda happy. I was really ****ed off by the antics of my brothers friends, so I am going to go on a little rant, stop reading if you want :P
ANYWHO, My brother (who, for his age of 13 is a strong, focused person) decided to bring some friends to the weight room to workout with him and myself. I don't mind working with my brother, as he is attentive, quick to correct mistakes on form, and stresses the form over weight. His friends are the complete opposite. Pimply, weak, uneducated children who made complete asses out of themselves while possibly hurting my reputation @ the gym. You see... they were really competative. And although they know nothing about lifting, they insisted on going for the heavy weights. My brother would pickup some 35s, so they, being macho young teenagers, had to do the same. They would never do reps, and half-assed tried to squeek out one little rep, with me standing above them making sure they don't kill themselves (more on that later) Anyways, I think they asked me about 15 times how much I benched. It went something like this:
Them: How much you bench?
Me: 235
Them: Ha, ya right. Lets see
Me: Sorry, I did bench on Sunday, come by on the weekend if you like, I don't bench every day
Them: Liar!!
Another thing that angered me was that they were spending alot of time on the highly desired workout modules (Namely bench press station and the preacher curl) and many, many people who wanted on slowly began to get angry. Now I know alot of these people, and they respect me for busting my ass, and I respect them right back. But being assosiated with these kids made me guilty by assosiation, and I had a couple people give me wierd looks because of my brothers friends embarrasing actions. Anyways you had to be there. The last thing, was that one of the kids insisted on benching in the
Smith Machine. He also insisted to put 45's on each side, just because my brother had. So I reluctantly did, knowing full well this kid was in for a surprise on how heavy it was going to be for him (This kid is freekin 103 pounds and he thinks hes fat... um....) Anyways, once he finds out he can't do it he lets go. Yea.... He just lets go of the weight..... I luckly catch it before 90+ pounds come crashing down on his face, and I angrily ask him why he did that "Oh, your hands where under the bar, I figure you woul take it from me" was his reply, before running off to the next excersize.
Anywho, sorry about that huuuge freekin rant, it kinda just all came out
This is also a day late, and I'm about to go do Shoulders / Legs in about an hour
PEACE!!
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