Saturday, August 15, 2009

Ripped

So there is a guy living in the weights area of the health club where I am currently being personally trained for high level athleticism who has the biggest arms I've ever seen. He seriously looks like a cartoon. His arms are a series of man bumps the size of my torso, and they stay puffed out like the kid in the snowsuit from The Christmas Story. They are fucking outrageous arms, and they crack me up. He is clearly obsessed with increasing his arm girth and definition. 

Then also there's the grunting in the weights area, or as I call it the Testosterone Township. It would appear that making loud grunting/breathing/whiffly noises increases your alpha male-ness. And of course it helps you lift high weight amounts, which also proves that you are the shiznit. I myself do not grunt, because I am not interested in being alpha male, or any type of male at all. Nor do I lift high amounts of weight, because I am a wuss. Actually I feel a little out of place, like I am crashing a ritual of sorts in a culture I don't understand.




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