I really don't have a lot ot say. Just felt I should say something as it has been a whiles since I've said anything at all. So, here goes.
My workouts of late have been sporadic to say the least. It seems I've been living part time in a Houston which is, as it turns out, a very unhealthy place to be. I did break down and go to the hotel gym on my last trip. I was desperate. As it turns out, the Mariott has an almost functional weight room that is pleasently seperated from the "cardio" room. They had dumbells up to 50lbs, a bench press "machine" that had what felt like a 250lb stack and pull down machine with roughly the same. OK. So I had to do a lot of reps, but I got my groove on nevertheless. In fact I was sweating all over the tiny room. Three people walked in at different times with motivation in their eyes and towl over thier shoulder. All three did a heel spin before they were all the way into the room. Guess none of them like working out in close quarters with a chubby wookie. I thought it was a bit funny when the first two did it, but when the third guy turned and bolted I nearly pissed myself.
Oh well. Back to the garage this morning. Much better. Hopefully I can stay on track for a good stretch now and make some gains. Except for a move to a new house, I don't have any trips planned for a few weeks.
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Yeah, it's unpleasant to walk into what you were expecting to be a resistance facility, and instead it feels/smells like a sauna piped to a cattle yard. Mebbe you should engage in some prophylactic Old Spicing.
I thought they were intimidated by my rippling glutes. But, come to think of it, I was haveing a case of the beer farts and it was a pretty small room.
SNORT. 'twarn't the rippling glutes-- it was what caused the rippling glutes.
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