The gym owner is notorious for buying shit off of craigslist. We have neck and leg extension machines that look like something out of a Saw movie, rear drive ellipticals circa 1995, a collection of Schwinn Exerciser stationary bikes in some weird burnt orange metallic flake, and a fair representation of any and every plate produced over the last 50 years.
Except the rubber coated hexagonal ones, for some reason. They must be too recent.
You could load every bar in the place and there would still be plates left over. We also have 100lb plates for the leg presses, shrugs machines, and DL platforms.
I’m such a fucking sucker for buzz words in products and article titles. ‘best plan’ ‘extreme growth’ ‘explosive pumps’ always get me and I read the damn things like it’s gospel.
Then I always have this moment like, jesus I know better than that, and feel all ashamed like I’ve been caught jerking off in a library (again)
Once you hit 30, come back and read this and let us know how much you hate yourself. I’m 24 and hate my 18 year old self because of this exact same reason. No flame of course
From the quotable pookie. Also a great answer to “Why do you lift so heavy?” “Why do you use chains/bands?” “Why do you deadlift/squat/bench? Don’t you know it’s bad for you?”
