Bulking machine inspired me to write this:
Yeah, you shell out your gym dues…nevertheless; it goes well above and beyond that. You pay them every time you embrace the Olympic bar with your blistered palms scuffing your bloody shins dead lifting. You pay them every time your legs tremble in anguish squeezing up a one rep max ass-to-grass squat. You pay them every time you choke down another protein shake and can tuna at three o’ clock in the morning. You pay them every time you stay up late to make your meals for the next day. You pay them every time you exert yourself to the max and puke. This is what you pay just so you can respect yourself and call yourself a man. This is membership in the brotherhood of iron. This is a world where nothing is free. This is animal. Can you handle it?