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So I'm working back and bi's at the gym when all 160 pounds of this stone-faced warrior marches into the iron palace as if he's just been sent into battle by Genghis Kahn. Dressed for war, this Dorianesque bone-dry freak is clad in skin tight Levis and a sleeveless shirt revealing hard-earned 14 inch guns. The whole gym pauses and shudders at his intimidating presence, the temperature seemingly plummeting. A cold sweat appears to break on our mass monsters skin in anticipation of the coming terror. For a warm up, he hits the machine bench and squeezes out 2 sets of jaw dropping 110 pound benches, obviously training for 'cuts' rather than size in this particular workout.
Next, he approaches the free weights for a staggering set of incline db presses. I watch in awe as he hoists the 65's with a mighty groan, but fails to complete one rep, clearly having torn both pecs from the bone in previous hostilities. He finishes the workout (which would have exhausted even the most seasoned iron veterans by now) with a brilliantly devised plan to shock his cold hams with a set of leg curls, performed with a full range of motion on the lowest setting - obviously focusing his efforts wisely on pump and stretch. A viciously brutal set that brings tears to our steel vagabond’s blood shot eyes.
Realising the session has reached maximum intensity, he chooses surprisingly to not unleash the resistance bands from his gym bag - a rugged satchel that has no doubt seen the most punishing of workouts and inhospitable gyms in its time since being purchased from Fitness First. On his exit he is heard commenting to one of the gym's personal trainers that they'll be seeing more of him in the coming months and years, a quip that forces even the hardest man to gulp bile in fear. I too feel my skin crawl in trepidation that we may well be seeing more of this granite chiselled iron drifter in the not too distant future............
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So I'm working back and bi's at the gym when all 160 pounds of this stone-faced warrior marches into the iron palace as if he's just been sent into battle by Genghis Kahn. Dressed for war, this Dorianesque bone-dry freak is clad in skin tight Levis and a sleeveless shirt revealing hard-earned 14 inch guns. The whole gym pauses and shudders at his intimidating presence, the temperature seemingly plummeting. A cold sweat appears to break on our mass monsters skin in anticipation of the coming terror. For a warm up, he hits the machine bench and squeezes out 2 sets of jaw dropping 110 pound benches, obviously training for 'cuts' rather than size in this particular workout.
Next, he approaches the free weights for a staggering set of incline db presses. I watch in awe as he hoists the 65's with a mighty groan, but fails to complete one rep, clearly having torn both pecs from the bone in previous hostilities. He finishes the workout (which would have exhausted even the most seasoned iron veterans by now) with a brilliantly devised plan to shock his cold hams with a set of leg curls, performed with a full range of motion on the lowest setting - obviously focusing his efforts wisely on pump and stretch. A viciously brutal set that brings tears to our steel vagabond’s blood shot eyes.
Realising the session has reached maximum intensity, he chooses surprisingly to not unleash the resistance bands from his gym bag - a rugged satchel that has no doubt seen the most punishing of workouts and inhospitable gyms in its time since being purchased from Fitness First. On his exit he is heard commenting to one of the gym's personal trainers that they'll be seeing more of him in the coming months and years, a quip that forces even the hardest man to gulp bile in fear. I too feel my skin crawl in trepidation that we may well be seeing more of this granite chiselled iron drifter in the not too distant future............
melt.down
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Bravo. ;D
I think this iron warrior has made an epic appearance or two at my gym over the last few weeks. Was he wearing a touque? (that's a beanie to you yankees).
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So I'm working back and bi's at the gym when all 160 pounds of this stone-faced warrior marches into the iron palace as if he's just been sent into battle by Genghis Kahn. Dressed for war, this Dorianesque bone-dry freak is clad in skin tight Levis and a sleeveless shirt revealing hard-earned 14 inch guns. The whole gym pauses and shudders at his intimidating presence, the temperature seemingly plummeting. A cold sweat appears to break on our mass monsters skin in anticipation of the coming terror. For a warm up, he hits the machine bench and squeezes out 2 sets of jaw dropping 110 pound benches, obviously training for 'cuts' rather than size in this particular workout.
Next, he approaches the free weights for a staggering set of incline db presses. I watch in awe as he hoists the 65's with a mighty groan, but fails to complete one rep, clearly having torn both pecs from the bone in previous hostilities. He finishes the workout (which would have exhausted even the most seasoned iron veterans by now) with a brilliantly devised plan to shock his cold hams with a set of leg curls, performed with a full range of motion on the lowest setting - obviously focusing his efforts wisely on pump and stretch. A viciously brutal set that brings tears to our steel vagabond’s blood shot eyes.
Realising the session has reached maximum intensity, he chooses surprisingly to not unleash the resistance bands from his gym bag - a rugged satchel that has no doubt seen the most punishing of workouts and inhospitable gyms in its time since being purchased from Fitness First. On his exit he is heard commenting to one of the gym's personal trainers that they'll be seeing more of him in the coming months and years, a quip that forces even the hardest man to gulp bile in fear. I too feel my skin crawl in trepidation that we may well be seeing more of this granite chiselled iron drifter in the not too distant future............
Was about to say hi sarcasm, but this is too well written and actually very funny!!
Bravo, to the weekend warriors coming out of the closet this winter to face those new years resolutions to 'get back in shape". Haha
Just stay out of my fvckin way
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Was about to say hi sarcasm, but this is too well written and actually very funny!!
Bravo, to the weekend warriors coming out of the closet this winter to face those new years resolutions to 'get back in shape". Haha
Just stay out of my fvckin way
shut up bitch.
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So I'm working back and bi's at the gym when all 160 pounds of this stone-faced warrior marches into the iron palace as if he's just been sent into battle by Genghis Kahn. Dressed for war, this Dorianesque bone-dry freak is clad in skin tight Levis and a sleeveless shirt revealing hard-earned 14 inch guns. The whole gym pauses and shudders at his intimidating presence, the temperature seemingly plummeting. A cold sweat appears to break on our mass monsters skin in anticipation of the coming terror. For a warm up, he hits the machine bench and squeezes out 2 sets of jaw dropping 110 pound benches, obviously training for 'cuts' rather than size in this particular workout.
Next, he approaches the free weights for a staggering set of incline db presses. I watch in awe as he hoists the 65's with a mighty groan, but fails to complete one rep, clearly having torn both pecs from the bone in previous hostilities. He finishes the workout (which would have exhausted even the most seasoned iron veterans by now) with a brilliantly devised plan to shock his cold hams with a set of leg curls, performed with a full range of motion on the lowest setting - obviously focusing his efforts wisely on pump and stretch. A viciously brutal set that brings tears to our steel vagabond’s blood shot eyes.
Realising the session has reached maximum intensity, he chooses surprisingly to not unleash the resistance bands from his gym bag - a rugged satchel that has no doubt seen the most punishing of workouts and inhospitable gyms in its time since being purchased from Fitness First. On his exit he is heard commenting to one of the gym's personal trainers that they'll be seeing more of him in the coming months and years, a quip that forces even the hardest man to gulp bile in fear. I too feel my skin crawl in trepidation that we may well be seeing more of this granite chiselled iron drifter in the not too distant future............
100% bullshit, you need to practice writing this stuff more "BRUCE" ::)
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100% bullshit, you need to practice writing this stuff more "BRUCE" ::)
Sorry 'The Heckler', I didn't anticipate anyone would be stupid enough to take my post this seriously ::)
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shut up bitch.
You need an education. You are not very intelligent.
Good luck with that.
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shut up bitch.
hi sarcasm
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hi sarcasm
Sure it's not TA??
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So I'm working back and bi's at the gym when all 160 pounds of this stone-faced warrior marches into the iron palace as if he's just been sent into battle by Genghis Kahn. Dressed for war, this Dorianesque bone-dry freak is clad in skin tight Levis and a sleeveless shirt revealing hard-earned 14 inch guns. The whole gym pauses and shudders at his intimidating presence, the temperature seemingly plummeting. A cold sweat appears to break on our mass monsters skin in anticipation of the coming terror. For a warm up, he hits the machine bench and squeezes out 2 sets of jaw dropping 110 pound benches, obviously training for 'cuts' rather than size in this particular workout.
Next, he approaches the free weights for a staggering set of incline db presses. I watch in awe as he hoists the 65's with a mighty groan, but fails to complete one rep, clearly having torn both pecs from the bone in previous hostilities. He finishes the workout (which would have exhausted even the most seasoned iron veterans by now) with a brilliantly devised plan to shock his cold hams with a set of leg curls, performed with a full range of motion on the lowest setting - obviously focusing his efforts wisely on pump and stretch. A viciously brutal set that brings tears to our steel vagabond’s blood shot eyes.
Realising the session has reached maximum intensity, he chooses surprisingly to not unleash the resistance bands from his gym bag - a rugged satchel that has no doubt seen the most punishing of workouts and inhospitable gyms in its time since being purchased from Fitness First. On his exit he is heard commenting to one of the gym's personal trainers that they'll be seeing more of him in the coming months and years, a quip that forces even the hardest man to gulp bile in fear. I too feel my skin crawl in trepidation that we may well be seeing more of this granite chiselled iron drifter in the not too distant future............
HAHAHAHA!
Those warriors are the best.
My favorite ones, are the ones with their guts which hang over their belt! You know, the fat version of the guy you described......
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that story was fuckin hilarious, well written Bruce
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HAHAHAHA!
Those warriors are the best.
My favorite ones, are the ones with their guts which hang over their belt! You know, the fat version of the guy you described......
Hahaha yes the one that walks in after a tough 'cardio' session to really 'cut up' afterwards ::)
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Hahaha yes the one that walks in after a tough 'cardio' session to really 'cut up' afterwards ::)
Yep......the ones who always feels the need to tell people, "you know, I was an athlete in highschool."
HAHAHAHA!
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Yep......the ones who always feels the need to tell people, "you know, I was an athlete in highschool."
HAHAHAHA!
Haha the ones that wear 'make poverty history' wristbands!! Gayer than the two guys in Mythbusters!!!!
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I just saw a guy this morning do some monster sets of lat pulldowns with all of 40lbs selected on the weight stack.
Suprisingly enough, this 170lb monster decided to superset the pulldowns with *gasp* crunches and those standing up straight holding one dumbell side cruch thingies.
Then my jaw dropped as he moved the cable and proceeded to fry his biceps with CRAZY 30lb cable curls.
My god this man was unstoppable.
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I just saw a guy this morning do some monster sets of lat pulldowns with all of 40lbs selected on the weight stack.
Suprisingly enough, this 170lb monster decided to superset the pulldowns with *gasp* crunches and those standing up straight holding one dumbell side cruch thingies.
Then my jaw dropped as he moved the cable and proceeded to fry his biceps with CRAZY 30lb cable curls.
My god this man was unstoppable.
Such men are more gym demi-gods than mortals like you or I. Proceed with caution, my brother.