If you’re making a PB&J and you get a little peanut butter in my jelly jar, I’ll let it slide, but don’t you dare get any jelly in my peanut butter jar.
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That used to be a thing… meatheads trying to get thrown out… actually, there’s a guy who used to post here that promised to set it off. We are all still waiting.
While there today, I was looking around and didn’t see anything about the lunk alarm.
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Our PFs don’t have free weights. I think they have DBs, but no legit bars.
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I sort of understand what fake nattys and Barry Bonds went through now. I’ve been diagnosed multiple times throughout my life with pretty bad ADHD. Four months ago I finally agreed to medication and have been on a low does of Vyvanse since.
Professionally it has been life changing. Career wise the results have been dramatic and getting noticed. When people ask me what I have been doing differently lately I just shrug and plead ignorance as I don’t want to engage in a dialogue to ‘defend’ myself from someone else’s opinion and I fear I may flip out like this
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This.
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Well here is hoping my oldest doesnt drop the ball on this. He has been assigned through one of his classes to evaluate a actual 65 year old “client” than design and and implement a appropriate fitness program.
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Same at the one I joined. It’s all good, I have that at home. I just need a place to train while on the road 3 days a week, and can’t compete with $10/month.
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Nice that the two of you will be able to spend some time together.
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Sorry but an A-grade response like that needs more than a like
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long post ahead
Sometimes, it’s nice to be humbled. Perhaps an interaction with someone or something reminds you that you’re not as tough as you think you are. Perhaps it can also be a mirrored effect and it teaches you how you handle yourself in certain situations that you maybe havent been exposed too.
The other day, I had one of these moments.
The other day, I learnt how I’d react to being discreetly greeted… eye to eye… with a mentally challenged man in a full SWAT ballistic get up with an M4 machine gun.
I’ll set the scene;
I was working in a bathroom with a separate area for the sink and vanity, and in the main section was the showerscreen I was installing
Its a dark house, with fairly minimal outside lighting.
It’s down the end of a carpeted hallway, with 3 bedrooms lining the walkway.
The owners of the house came into the bathroom and announced they were just going to head down the road to grab some supplies from the shop but will be no longer then an hour. Told me they have a son who is in a bedroom downstairs (wasn’t working anywhere near there) but he is pretty damn mentally challenged and he won’t come out.
No problem, I thought
So off they went and I went on my merry way doing my job.
15 minutes or so pass, and I’ve forgotten about our conversation and I’m full steam ahead concentrating on my job.
I’m standing in the washroom area reading my paperwork when I notice a flash of a red light appears on my right hand.
It appears and disappears quicker then I notice it, but it was enough for my mind to register the light.
Odd, but must be my mind playing tricks on me.
I walk Into the bathroom and continue about 30seconds worth of work until I need to go back and reassess my paperwork.
I walk back out and start reading when the light appears again, this time it stays.
I notice it’s actually a laser light and it’s pretty steady.
Suddenly cold chills hit me, I can hear what sounds to be breathing behind me
The easiest way I can describe the breathes were laboured, very much like Darth Vader.
I turn around to be greeted by a figure, standing over the top of me, about 8 feet away in full SWAT attire, full fall-out gas mask with an M4 (replica) machine gun with a laser scope attached pointing right at me.
Gentlemen and kind ladies, I’m not the man I thought I was.
I’m also not scared to admit it, I screamed.
Not high pitched or anything, just pure fear.
I fall back in horror, when the man pulls his mask off to reveal his face.
You could tell he is a few sandwiches short of a picnic, and he lets out the gumpiest laugh I’ve ever heard, and literally skips off down the hallway.
I’m talking this bloke was pushing 7ft4 150kg, literally skipping.
I’m holding onto the walls in vein, literally shaking.
A bit of wee came out, and it took me about 2 minutes to regain myself.
The owners came back home a little while later and I told them what happened.
They were so casual about it,
“Oh yeah he likes to dress up in cosplay, sorry about that”
Fuck me, I’m getting too old for this shit
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The two of you and Andrew Bogut should get together and fuck with the rest of Australia. If nothing else, you can forge a friendship that should put the three of you on the top of the heap after the apocalypse. Don’t sell that leather outfit or your hockey mask just yet…
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That’s a horror story if I’ve ever heard one 
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I always thought about getting into a trade. In my mind, I was either going to have women trying to seduce me or some fucked up shit like this happening all the time.
I thought about things and I figured that the women scenario would not happen and the other would be a weekly occurrence, so i took another path lol.
Glad you’re okay and I hope the underwear survived as well.
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I’ve had more women try to crack on then these stories. I can remember 4 so far, at my current employer. The previous employer I was glazing skyrise so it was a lot less civvy interactions.
The women have all been middle aged and divorced. My go to story I tell people was this one particular lady, she was actually decent looking lady. Kids had moved out of home, husband had cheated on her and she was on the look out for an NSA friend
She welcomed me in, I started working
We have a conversation for a bit, she throws out a few compliments but I brushed them off, she comes back a few minutes later wearing a thin layered see through gown completely naked underneath, grabs my dingdong and says she wants me to have my way with me
It was even worse when I used to work at a local pizza shop and do deliveries
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Did you smash?
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No way, not worth it
I have a /10 who loves and supports me in every endeavour I’ve ever faced
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Shit sorry man i forgot
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As I get older (more experienced?) I find I need less fancy equipment, and prefer less people around when I"m training. Sure I always trained by myself, headphones in, total focus, but I enjoyed the energy of the gym. Lately, I can’t help but think of one day setting up a bare bones situation in a basement or garage.
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Come to the dark side Stu. There is no turning back.
I was renovating the garage floor during the summer and went to my local gym for a few weeks. Was miserable. Working out in your garage for 2 years and then going to a commercial gym again, i never realized how weird mirrors are.
Flame free right? It was like what I imagine a circle jerk to be. Just people looking at themselves in the mirror constantly. So uncomfortable from the outsider perspective. I havent had a mirror in my home gym and would never. The whole "its good to monitor your form’ is such BS. Its for people to look at themselves constantly. And it is almost impossible not to. Lifting does involve a degree a vanity in the first place so your predisposed to it. I’d be sitting there between sets just watching everyone exercise while staring at themselves in the mirror. Its like watching someone ‘satisfy’ them self. So freaking strange and uncomfortable. 3/4 the training staff just stare at themselves in the mirror while their clients are doing some poof exercise they have no business doing.
And then there is always the ‘gym nemesis’. Someone around your level of development, but below it in mental development on the insecurity scale who just looks at you, and tries to ‘out do’ you the entire time. I can never go back and have only used a public gym at hotels on vacation or work trips since.
Lastly wtf are people wearing. So many ‘moderately attractive’ girls who just dress to get people to look at them finally, or actually attractive ones dressed in a way that is meant to get imaginary internet points but in real life. Dudes wearing knee high black socks, flat billed caps with the label on(wtf) and nipples hanging out of their self cut shirts.
/rant
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Props where props are deserved.
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