NapoleanComplex
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I was at the gym this morning, and I saw something that really made me laugh. There was this kid...about 16-18yrs ~130-140lbs....
First: He was doing seated (well he was kind of standing)preacher curls when I walked in. He had the EZ-Curl Bar loaded up w/ a 25lbs plate on each side. He cranked out 4 of the ugliest (smallest range of motion) reps I've seen in a while...not to mention the veins in his head were about to pop. I thought that was odd, but not nearly as odd as watching him throw on another 10lbs plate to each side. This was great. The curl bar almost pulled him over the top of the pad. This was hilarious to me. I knew then that I was going to keep my eye on this kid for some funny stories.
Second: He was heading over to the squat rack. When I saw him load up 225lbs for his first set, I figured this was going to get interesting. Anyway, he managed to spit out 10 reps...which consisted of the slightest bend in the knee. I bet they didn't bend more than 10degrees. The plates were rattling...which meant his knees were shaking like little twigs. I was like ok that was pretty funny. He then proceeded to do the same with 255lbs, then 275lbs. I had finished my workout by the time he had finished his set w/ 275lbs. I walked by and kind of chuckled under my breath. I felt him staring at me, but I knew if I looked at him, I'd totally lose it and prolly piss myself. So I kept walking to the water-fountain...about 20 yards from the squat rack. I took a few sips of water and look over at him, and he was still staring at me w/ this "I'll kick your ass" look on his face. I'm not a big guy, but I was a hell of a lot bigger than this fucker. I squared up and glared right at him, and took a step forward, and asked, "You got a problem?". He immediately looked down at the ground and said nothing. So I left.
BUT...as I was leaving, I turned at the door and watched him plate up 315lbs at the squat rack. I smiled and headed for the locker room.
First: He was doing seated (well he was kind of standing)preacher curls when I walked in. He had the EZ-Curl Bar loaded up w/ a 25lbs plate on each side. He cranked out 4 of the ugliest (smallest range of motion) reps I've seen in a while...not to mention the veins in his head were about to pop. I thought that was odd, but not nearly as odd as watching him throw on another 10lbs plate to each side. This was great. The curl bar almost pulled him over the top of the pad. This was hilarious to me. I knew then that I was going to keep my eye on this kid for some funny stories.
Second: He was heading over to the squat rack. When I saw him load up 225lbs for his first set, I figured this was going to get interesting. Anyway, he managed to spit out 10 reps...which consisted of the slightest bend in the knee. I bet they didn't bend more than 10degrees. The plates were rattling...which meant his knees were shaking like little twigs. I was like ok that was pretty funny. He then proceeded to do the same with 255lbs, then 275lbs. I had finished my workout by the time he had finished his set w/ 275lbs. I walked by and kind of chuckled under my breath. I felt him staring at me, but I knew if I looked at him, I'd totally lose it and prolly piss myself. So I kept walking to the water-fountain...about 20 yards from the squat rack. I took a few sips of water and look over at him, and he was still staring at me w/ this "I'll kick your ass" look on his face. I'm not a big guy, but I was a hell of a lot bigger than this fucker. I squared up and glared right at him, and took a step forward, and asked, "You got a problem?". He immediately looked down at the ground and said nothing. So I left.
BUT...as I was leaving, I turned at the door and watched him plate up 315lbs at the squat rack. I smiled and headed for the locker room.