[quote]Bauber wrote:
[quote]Aragorn wrote:
I think the only time I’ve ever actually raged out at another person was when I got smacked in the temple by a douchebag carrying 35 lb dumbbells in the middle of a set of dumbbell press using the 110s. Fucker couldn’t be bothered to use the giant wide-ass AISLE to walk by. I blacked out, and came to with a 110 lb dumbbell plummeting downwards about 3 inches from my face. Fortunately I saved myself and didn’t tear anything in the process. Some minor bleeding.
I proceeded to put the man in fear of his life and told him to stay the fuck away from me unless he wanted to end up in the fucking hospital. I am fairly certain everybody body in the college gym thought I was going to kill him. I certainly felt like it.
The only other time I’ve ever felt like outright murdering someone in the gym was when I saw a 165 lb personal trainer put Bobby Fucking Lashley on an infomercial gadget for bodyweight squats and try to pimp it to him. Not a joke, although I wish it was. I was training a figure competitor about 12 feet away when it happened. I wanted to die of embarrassment, or murder him, or both. [/quote]
I admire your restraint. I’d have wanted to kill him or at least drop both 110’s on his head.
Lol go personal trainer. How did Bobby Lashley respond haha?[/quote]
You have noooo idea how close I was to doing that lol. Fortunately it was before I started coaching people too, so no trouble there :P. I mean, I mind my own business but damn son, that’s not just rude it’s fucking dangerous.
Bobby Lashley…the only man I’ve ever met in person with arms the size of my head. You have no idea just how big he is till you stand next to him–I’m listed as his same height and weight according to Wiki (which has got to be understated, as I was bigger then at 255 than I am now but he still looked giant), but he looked down at me in person…and with huge ass arms. Nice guy, he was visiting some friends and just getting a basic arm workout in, some push-ups and stuff with them so nothing serious. He was much nicer than I would have been if I had been a stranger training in the gym that’s for damn sure! He actually was very nice and agreed to do the stupid 5 minute workout. He signed the equipment–which was ENTIRELY too nice–and as far as I know it is still sitting somewhere around the gym with his signature.
I was mortified for him. And myself for guilt by association haha. I broke off from the training session as he was leaving out the stairs and actually went and apologized for his experience–I mean I’m sure he’s never seen the inside of a gym before, or had a coach. He laughed it off and gave me probably the biggest compliment I’ve ever gotten in the gym…
He asked ME to take a picture with him on HIS phone. He told me I looked exactly like “my friend Triple H, only with a beard. I’ve gotta show him this when I get back”. Cue best workout of my life later that day lol.