What a shit day! First I got into a fight at the gym, well technically I got jumped and then defended myself. Fuckhead was looking into my bag the other day as I asked him was he was doing. He immediately got aggressive and clinching fists together while yelling etc. Nothing else happened at the time as he took off.
I’d seen him at the gym many times, big, tat’s all over, walking like a true wannabe gangster and louder than everybody else combined. I don’t have a problem with people making noise, but when you deadlift and not just let the bar go but seemingly try to accelerate it towards the floor when your done while grunting, well that’s a bit over the top and just screams attention whore. What a fucking dumbass. It was my first, second and last thought of him.
So I knew he was a regular member and since I had previously seen him many times at the same hours I usually go to the gym, I knew it couldn’t be long before we would have a confrontation of sorts.
While changing in the locker room, somebody walked into me from behind, giving me a hard shoulder and as he didn’t turn around while walking out, I couldn’t see who it was but I did see the back of his t-shirt.
Low and behold as I walk into the area where the pull bars are located, Mrs. attention whore is standing in the far end of the room huffing and puffing with that t-shirt on. What a shocker. Within a minute he walks by while whispering fucking faggot or something like that. As he returns and walks by again he spits at me which made me approach him immediately. I didn’t even finish my sentence as he pushed me hard in the chest and began puffing himself up, clinching fists and all the usual “look at how big and strong I am” which just reeks of phony. I didn’t exactly think of that in the situation, but it does. I’ve been a bouncer for the last 18 years, so I know a thing or two about a thing or two when it comes to fighting and how people usually react when in a confrontation.
As he pushed me I knew the situation would escalate if I pushed back with him throwing the first punch immediately after getting hes footing back or I could de-escalate the situation by taking the “high road”, I just puked a bit there. This fucker had it coming for miles and as he began whining up the punch I rammed into him, trying to pull off a high flying double as I wanted to slam his ass on the ground. he was way too heavy though and he just got run into the wall which was a few meters behind him.
He got knocked unconscious in the process and as a result I thought the fight was over, so I stood up and checked if he was still breathing, which he was so I was on my way up to the front desk to explain what had happen as a fucking dumbbell flew past my leg in high speed. As I turned around I got smacked in the head, getting hit in the temple which still hurts like a motherfucker. I believe I went down for a second as I can’t remember how else I ended up sitting on my butt. Rammed into him again as hard as I could from that position, which wasn’t very hard but enough to make him fall over.
He caught my leg while I was passing to the side control getting me in the half guard which I began passing. While setting up the pass, the guy actually asked me “are you a ufc fighter or something” to which I replied “yes” to which he replied “fuck”. That kind of made me laugh on the inside and as I got home out loud as well. Eventually I got onto his backside and choked him. It all didn’t take very long, not more than a minute or 90 seconds at most for the entire scene to end.
As a result, the front desk still had no clue something had happen in the basement. While lying there, I asked a guy to go get the staff asap while keeping the guy under control. As the staff comes rushing down I remove myself from the guy who’s still asleep.
Afterwards, I got fucking blacklisted and he got to stay. I asked to talk to the manager, who just blindly refused to hear me out as the other guy had been a member for years without any trouble and You’ve only been a member for three months and already you’ve been in a fight. What the fuck are you talking about. I’ve been here for two years and I know for a fact that there have been quite a few complaints about that guy just the last six months as I for one have made at least 3.
In the end I’m still blacklisted and the other guy is still a phony whom I can see is friends with the manager on facebook. How’s that for fairness. Fucktward!
Joined a different place a few hours later which is actually a bit closer and cheaper, so that’s nice. Doesn’t have a squat rack though.
Today’s training…
Explosive Contrast Work:
A1: Overhead medball slams 10x3, 30s rest
A2: Semi supinated pull ups 10x3, 120s rest, pmw: Iron cross x 20
- 1:15kg - 2:16.25kg - 3:17.5kg - 4:18.25kg - 5:20kg - 6:21.25kg - 7:22.5kg - 8:23.75kg - 9:25kg - 10:26.25kg
- Old PR at 37.5kg for three reps at 88kg bw.
Bulletproofing:
Neck extension with harness 3 reps every 30s for 5 min.
Lateral neck extension with harness 3xmax, 90s rest, pmw: Side lying thoracic twist x 10
- 1:2.5kgx50 - 2:3.75kgx50 - 3:5kgx25
- Wasn’t really anywhere near failure, but I’d like to be able to turn my head tmr even though my neck is having some issues with authority, namely mine. Only way I know for it to pay for not doing as i say, is to fuck it up like there’s no tomorrow!
Sitting external rotation 3x20+, 90s rest, pmw: lying neck stretch x 45s
Accessory Work:
Smith machine calf raises on step bench 3x10-12, 90s rest
- 1:22.5x12 - 2:27.5x12 - 3:32.5x12
Grip Work:
Captain of crush trainer. Alternating between 6 reps in a row, 8-10 & 12 alternating.
Goes like this : 6-8-6-10-6-12-6-8 etc.