So, I’m sitting in the locker room after my workout last night, putting on my boots and collecting my thoughts, still huffing a bit-- you know that kind of foggy yet focused feeling after your session.
This guy and his (10/12 year old) son are sort of next to me.
The Dad says “Saw you benching the other day… So, what do you bench?”
Me: “Oh, I don’t know… 3-something, I guess…”
The Dad: “My dad used to bench 500+! About 6-foot-five, 300 pounds!!”
Me: “Neat.”
The Dad: "That didn’t help him when the truck hit 'im, though … "
Me: “Uh…”
The Dad: " … he could lift an ANVIL with one hand!"
Son: “Can he lift TWO anvils?..”
The Dad: “HE DONT LIFT NOTHIN’ NOW, BOY, AFTER THE TRUCK HIT 'IM!!!”
[quote]SteelyD wrote:
There is a deep seated association with anvils and Wile E. Coyote in my (and many others’) head. LMAO![/quote]
Totally! When I was a boy, my ONLY association with anvils was with the Coyote. In fact, I once went to an Old West reenactment with my parents, and I saw a blacksmith there. I spotted his anvil and thought to myself, “He must have gotten that thing from the same Acme catalog that the Coyote orders from”.
i hate the so how much you bench/squat/deadlift question. no matter what you say, that person is going to say they know someone that does at least 200 lbs more than you, and you are supposed to act all surprised and amazed and take them at their word, and be HONORED to be talking to someone that knows someone who lifts that much.
