It's been awhile since I have seen one of these threads, and I had a little story I wanted to share:
Last Thursday I am in the gym, taking a rest after my 3rd or 4th set of squats. As I always do while resting, I enjoy looking around for guys doing funny (sometimes dangerous) stuff. You know what I'm talking about - horrible form, whole set is forced by spotter, using full body momentum to throw weights around looking like a fucking idiot. I think the list is endless. Anyway, so I am standing there and two guys I have never seen before walk up to the pair of fly machines near me and proceed to get ready for their workout. They are both wearing jeans and tank tops. One dude is in the seat, the other is leaned in close whispering something in his ear and shaking his friend's shoulders violently, I guess he's getting pumped up. Then the "coach" dude gets on the other machine, and in unison, they rep out 12, counting out-loud together. They each do another 3-4 reps but can no longer count, they are growling and making faces like they are giving birth out of their asses. Then the coach dude gets up and goes to his friend, who is making so much noise that everyone within 30 feet is staring. He grabs the dude's arms holding his contraction in the fly for what must have been a good 30 seconds, then gives a slow negative. I think at that point they notice the blank stare of bewilderment on the faces of me and the dozen other people in the area. They headed off toward the stairclimbers....
Last Thursday I am in the gym, taking a rest after my 3rd or 4th set of squats. As I always do while resting, I enjoy looking around for guys doing funny (sometimes dangerous) stuff. You know what I'm talking about - horrible form, whole set is forced by spotter, using full body momentum to throw weights around looking like a fucking idiot. I think the list is endless. Anyway, so I am standing there and two guys I have never seen before walk up to the pair of fly machines near me and proceed to get ready for their workout. They are both wearing jeans and tank tops. One dude is in the seat, the other is leaned in close whispering something in his ear and shaking his friend's shoulders violently, I guess he's getting pumped up. Then the "coach" dude gets on the other machine, and in unison, they rep out 12, counting out-loud together. They each do another 3-4 reps but can no longer count, they are growling and making faces like they are giving birth out of their asses. Then the coach dude gets up and goes to his friend, who is making so much noise that everyone within 30 feet is staring. He grabs the dude's arms holding his contraction in the fly for what must have been a good 30 seconds, then gives a slow negative. I think at that point they notice the blank stare of bewilderment on the faces of me and the dozen other people in the area. They headed off toward the stairclimbers....