When I first started lifting last year, there was this blind guy who felt his way around with his cane. I watched in amazement as he loaded barbells, adjusted machine weights, found the DBs he needed WITH PERFECT PRECISION.
This morning was the first time since that we’ve been in the gym together. There were two noticable changes: he now has a seeing-eye dog and HE’S FUCKING HUGE!
It’s amazing to watch him rack a barbell perfectly or to grab the plates he needs. It was just a really inspiring moment.
My admiration at his “handicapability” (fucking political correctness) turned comical when I politely asked him if I could pet his dog. He said no, never while the dog is in harness/on duty. Then I watched five people walk by and pet his dog and he had no idea because HE’S BLIND!