Thursday, May 29, 2008

Hanging with the Meatheads

The other day I went to the gym. At the gym was my two favourite meatheads, Paul & Jimmy. These guys aren't like a lot of meatheads you can get at the gym, they are huge though. I'm about 1/2 the size of Jimmy and maybe 1/3 the size of Paul. What I love about these two is they go and do their thing, they don't dick around, they're lifting heavy things and keeping to themselves without hogging the equipment. I'm the type of gym goer that moves around the gym trying not to be noticed.

This might be because I'm all of 70kgs and I don't have arms as big as most people's legs. Or it might be because I don't need the attention or feel the urge to make loud noises during my sets (this may change when I'm lifting really heavy things).

One thing I find with other meatheads is they tend to hang out in a pack of 3-4 near one piece of equipment talking until the biggest one decides that they want to lift something. He does his set with a bunch of grunts and pained noises and then a smaller meathead gets on the equipment trying to lift as much as the 'alpha' of the group. He does 1 rep and realises that continuing maybe cost him his life when the barbell gets too heavy, he drops it and ends up crushing his skull. Okay, maybe I'm living in a little dream world there but I still wouldn't mind seeing it sometime and honestly who would think that some of these guys would have the brains to realise that the weights are too much for them?

Anyway, usually the typical meatheads will hang out at a bench for about 10-15 minutes talking about crap and in total do about 1 set each... 1 set in 15 minutes! What is the point of that? That's right nothing. There is no point them being there and I bet if you could be bothered asking them if you could use the equipment that they pretty much don't seem to be using they'd tell you to piss off (they'd probably say it nicer than that... maybe). That's just one of my pet hates. I'm glad my 2 favourite gym rats aren't true to the bone meatheads.

On a side note, I hurt my groin muscle tonight. Not sure what it is, I'm hoping it's just some bruising (I landed awkwardly on some guys knee at basketball after he took a shot) but I actually think I've strained it a little. And yes, it's actually the groin muscle not my man bits that I've strained. I know what you all were thinking. I'll push through it though it'll go away within the next couple of days I'm sure.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's a poser thing.

They think the longer they hang about, the more attention they get from the "ladeeeeeeeez" on the stairmaster.

Anonymous said...

when are you playing poker again?

Anonymous said...

Kev!

You guys should make a myspace for this...

love your work
Peace

Clay