Originally Posted by
-Ender-
Well done! Great pics BG, thanks for sharing.
And how the FVCK do you have a decent hairline??! I'm kinda pissed about that.
On another note..Thought I'd share this:
The wife finally decided to get off her ass. So of course she can't see her way clear to do anything I suggest. So she has roped in one of her girlfriends to working out with her. This prompts her friend to suggest that her husband should train with me.... So I agree because I am (as you guys are) an advocate of self improvement and I always want everyone to exercise.
However... At the beginning I'm quietly reluctant. He's a good dude, but I'm not looking forward to plowing through all his previous experiences and training ideas.
Mind you, I train in my basement. It's not the lap of luxury, but my shit is nice and there is plenty there to get the job done.
So he shows up. He has not trained in five years. Thankfully he is super cool and basically puts me in the driver's seat by wanting to train exactly as I do. I'm thinking: Oh boy.. and begin to explain HIT while we warm up and get some weight on the bar.
It's clear that he doesn't understand at first...but who does, right? So we start working through flat bench. I keep adding weight on him and he's objecting.. I'm being nice and explain that we will be increasing weight and lowering reps in a rapid fashion.
I can tell on the last working sets that he might think that I'm just trying to make him look weak when I spot him and force reps.
The whole time I'm telling him that it's all about maximum effort and failure. It's not until the drop sets that he stands up and goes "wow man".."i really like this!" "it really hits"
I was stunned. It clicked for him, bigtime.
We moved on through incline and dumbell flat..
Fast forward to incline flies (last exercise) He's a sloppy mess, no control, wasted. I tell him that's it, we're done. No 2 hour workout, no reps to infinity.. Just failure and beyond: Every movement, tear tissue.
He's smiling, shaking his head and says something to the tune of "simple and effective" while he rubs his chest.
So he's all in, all about failure, and super motivated to find the correct weight for the needed rep range. He quickly realized that I was doing a lot of computing to try to figure out where he needed to be weight wise for each exercise.
did I mention that for the last ten years I have trained alone? Guess what...Now I have a spotter and can actually do negatives and push it just a little harder. By last friday I was seriously considering taking a week off to let some shit heal! lol
And here I was at the beginning thinking that I'd have him run off in two days!