With Nas' Hip Hop is Dead instrumental tapping out in my headphones, I just finished a set of 12 reps using 8 plates on each side of the squat machine and was resting up for the next one. This moment is when one rather chubby long lasting New Year's resolutioner decided to pop into view right in front of me as I was sitting on a nearby bench resting up.
I wasn't aware that they lasted this long, but apparently something is keeping them around at least a whole month past usual fallout.
Chubs looked at me, looked at the weight stack, and in one brilliant instance where he had a choice of it being a "good idea" or a "bad idea", he chose "bad", jumped in the squat machine with a "I bet I can do that!" attitude, and proceeded to do .23" knee bends for three whole "reps" before he collapsed under the weight of it all lying him and the weights right on the floor.
Mind you, I was tired from having down two other exercises for legs before this and leg day has to be one of my most serious as far as mental state...yet here I am faced with having to unload all of these weights, put the machine back on the rack, and then put all of the weight back on AND THEN do my next set all because Chubs wanted to play.
So I will pause the scene there and ask....what would Jesus do?