Tuesday, January 28, 2014
01/28/2014
Squat lockouts were fantastic last night. Went up to 725, next time I do them I'm going to drop the pins one lower and go from there. That'll probably take a couple hundred off. All my accessory work was solid, weights were good. My soreness from the week and a half off is going away. Shoulders and triceps are really all that's still affected a bit. Should make the deadpresses and unracks go well on Wednesday. Sadly, I'm thinking it might be time to find a new gym though. Either that or switch up times I go. Probably for the best either way I end up going.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
01/26/2014
*****Disclaimer: Salty language ahead****
Had a minor injury the last day I was at the gym before my planned time off, which was good timing. Ended up going to the doctor this time and I gotta say, I should do that anytime I get an injury. A shot of Toradol which was fantastic. Got it at around 9am on a Saturday morning, by about 6pm that day my back felt back to about 70% and even a nagging pain in my shoulder had cleared up. Also got some Tramadol and Cyclobenzaprine which aren't that strong but they helped the spasms stop which was nice.
My first night back was Thursday, the real stuff begins Monday, but this leads me to my ranting. There's a handful of lifters at my gym who are serious about their training. Who train for a purpose and will do anything it takes to be in there to train. Those are the people I like to train around. We feed off each other, we can talk about our training and get/give advice.
The thing I've noticed and I notice this time every year that pisses me off. The "January joiners." These are the people who come in after the first of the year because they made some resolution to get in better shape. These are also the people who do it for stupid fucking reasons. If you're hungry to train, you get in there, you do it, you go up, you attempt to progress. Breaking a fucking sweat isn't going to kill you. If you can lift 135 pounds today, try to lift 140 tomorrow. It's not going to fucking break you and it's the only goddamn way you're going to improve. Seeing people lift the same fucking bar over and over again and not making any gains, there's a reason. If you're in there because you want to look good for some one or you want to meet someone, you're in there for the wrong fucking reasons. Do the people who are in there to actually train and leave. Leave your fucking baggage at the door, get in, get serious, get gains. It's that fucking simple.
Every year around this time still makes me wish I could afford to start my own barbell club. It'd be just about 8-10 people who are serious. Everytime I buy a lottery ticket, that's my actual thought. Not some sports car, not some big house, but a nice private invite-only gym.
If any portion of this has offended you, then you're clearly part of the problem. Suck it up princess.
Had a minor injury the last day I was at the gym before my planned time off, which was good timing. Ended up going to the doctor this time and I gotta say, I should do that anytime I get an injury. A shot of Toradol which was fantastic. Got it at around 9am on a Saturday morning, by about 6pm that day my back felt back to about 70% and even a nagging pain in my shoulder had cleared up. Also got some Tramadol and Cyclobenzaprine which aren't that strong but they helped the spasms stop which was nice.
My first night back was Thursday, the real stuff begins Monday, but this leads me to my ranting. There's a handful of lifters at my gym who are serious about their training. Who train for a purpose and will do anything it takes to be in there to train. Those are the people I like to train around. We feed off each other, we can talk about our training and get/give advice.
The thing I've noticed and I notice this time every year that pisses me off. The "January joiners." These are the people who come in after the first of the year because they made some resolution to get in better shape. These are also the people who do it for stupid fucking reasons. If you're hungry to train, you get in there, you do it, you go up, you attempt to progress. Breaking a fucking sweat isn't going to kill you. If you can lift 135 pounds today, try to lift 140 tomorrow. It's not going to fucking break you and it's the only goddamn way you're going to improve. Seeing people lift the same fucking bar over and over again and not making any gains, there's a reason. If you're in there because you want to look good for some one or you want to meet someone, you're in there for the wrong fucking reasons. Do the people who are in there to actually train and leave. Leave your fucking baggage at the door, get in, get serious, get gains. It's that fucking simple.
Every year around this time still makes me wish I could afford to start my own barbell club. It'd be just about 8-10 people who are serious. Everytime I buy a lottery ticket, that's my actual thought. Not some sports car, not some big house, but a nice private invite-only gym.
If any portion of this has offended you, then you're clearly part of the problem. Suck it up princess.
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