Ok guys, we all know that we’re hardcore T men who pray to the steel, purging our sins and issues through the medium of basic, hard exercise.
4-5 times a week, we are slugging it out in the gym. Working our way through scientifically precise programmes, far superior to the regimes of the curl monkeys and other fluffy types who have the audacity to get in our way!
But some of us are are starting to feel jaded with the constant slew of ‘training advice’.
Some of us, however, are just flat out fucking bored with it all.
I’m falling into the latter camp.
Lately I’ve been asking myself “why do I train?”. Strength training is all manly and fantastic however unless you compete in sport then real world application of your gains is very few and far between.
Aesthetic goals? All very well and from a discipline perspective, great for sorting the wheat from the chaff, . Thing is that, imo, once you get the 6 pack, then what? You’ve just got the added stress of keeping the fucker and if I’m being really honest, they’re as common as muck nowadays. Thanks to Jersey Shore, nearly every guy is walking around all buffed up. I swear to god, guys will be going for the ‘out of shape’ look, pretty soon, as the ripped look is everywhere.
The clincher for me though, is this life coaching element that’s becoming more apparent. Every PT is now trying to ‘optimise your hormones’ and show you ‘65 ways to boost your confidence’. All because they read an Anthony Robbins novel and got a six pack.
I guess the fun element has disappeared for me. I’ve decided to take 6 months out of training in the gym. Take up a sport or something. Cycling is tickling my fancy right now.
What about you guys? How do you battle through the tedium?