I went to a gym reently that is part of a University in London-there were like over 20 guys in there,and from their workouts they were ‘bodybuilding’ or at least attempting it-and I was stunned that I was actually the biggest guy there.
Well,I was for about 20 mins…until a gigantor walked in,who made me look like I was suffering from some sort of muscle-wasting disease in comparison…
But even then I was #2!
I could actually give him a knowing nod!
I’m not huge by any standards-
I’m just under 200lbs @ 6’2",with a lot of it on my legs.
But that first 20 mins felt pretty cool!
I realised I was experiencing was what Gigantor must experience when he visits most gyms-
-You don’t need to ask anyone to move out of the way,there seems to be a space ‘created’ around you.
-You notice guys watching you work out in the mirror.You can atually see them making mental notes.
-Guys seem to look away/bow their head/stop talking when you approach or walk past.or select another heavier weight on the weight stack.
Talk about feeding off your ego!
It was like I walked in on Amateur Night!
Anyway,there were two skinny guys training together-no I mean REAL skinny,the type that get torn apart on ‘Rate My Physique’ who spent the best part of an hour just doing really specialised arm work,with dumbells and machines-mainly biceps,when they should really be doing more compound stuff or at least hitting the Tris more.
There was lots of other shit too,but that just really got me.