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[vicarz]

I like my pie like I like my women...humble. So while the hotel gym sucks as much as any other hotel gym, they have arrangements whereby the parties staying therein (god I hate lawyers) may work out at two area gyms free of charge, the YMCA (sing it) and a 24/7 gym the size of a stadium called Rush. Homigod I suck. So, I know I get the fitness adoration of my nonathletic peers, and going to Rosslyn I stack up ok in the general lineup of fitness. I was noticing a strange number of really strong people in the fitness warehouse that is Gold's Clarendon.

I'm one tiny little man. Rush was huge, had 5-10 of each common machine - maybe 50 treadmills - all occupied. They had moutain-climbing, swimming - just everything. The weights and equipment were all spotless and put away in the right places. A minor convenience - the weights were color-coded. The music was even pretty good for a gym (metal, rap, madonna...what's not to like?) The 24/7 hours are a real winner - how much would that help my workout? Rush was full of fit people, insanely strong fit people. So much for american fat in flyover states! Lots of ink on the boys here, and frankly unique and interesting ink is the new cliche ink. There is nothing you can paint on your body that hasn't been done 100 times before as of today. In any case, when I work out in Rosslyn Golds every so often huge guy does bench with 3 plates on each side. Makes me feel small as I can't push 2 plates on each side (225 lbs) once. Last night I saw more than one guy pushing 4 plates on each side. That's (180 x 2) + 45. Not only that, but some of these guys doing that have long hair (pretty rare in DC Metro).

The women are smoking. Just smoking. Tons of hot incredibly fit, shiny calved women. This place was a factory of hotness of all flavors and varieties. I don't mean skinny women, though there were a lot of them too...no there was just mad hotness of all fit shapes and sizes in this place. Oh, and it's open 24/7. Wow.

I feel fit, but I feel really little compared to all the boys I saw last night. I also can't ignore the fact that with my tiny cheap messed up t-shirt I am actually the worst dressed guy in the gym. I think $50 is too much for an under-armor shirt, but I think I may pay attention to what I wear just a bit more. I was thinking about this for clubs too...do I look good in my t-shirt or tank with shorts in January? Perhaps not. That aside, I'm feeling more in touch with the difference between having a bird-like frame and some of these human monoliths I saw in masse yesterday.

VJ gave me a long list of advice for mass gain - going to look it over and revisit the food issue. I don't want a tummy, so mass gain w/o fat will be a challenge. Perhaps if I substitute tuna for chocolate. I am already experimenting with dropping the number of sets I do and upping weight. I'm still on low squat weight (3 sets of 10 at 135) since I'm still new with the balance of squats "in the bucket." Can we call that a walrus squat? It's a small little weight, but it does leave me exhausted and my muscles sore (though able to walk so obviously I can do more).

Going to Clarendon, deciding to do that more, and then hitting Rush - makes me realize it really is hard to start in a new gym. Having to figure out what is where is a pain, though you get better at equipment spotting with practice. Oi. I had no idea how comfortable I was in the gyms I used, so I want to quickly get over that 'same location addiction.'

Things to do after my serving of humble pie yesterday: 1) dress better, 2) get stronger, 3) get taller.

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[judgefudge.livejournal.com]

I like my pie like I like my women...humble.


I like my pie like I like my women ... flaky

... also sliced up and in kept in the freezer
... then burnt in the oven and all the evidence disposed of by eating them

[vicar.livejournal.com]

WIN! Though as a bi I guess it's the women I like flaky (zing) and the men in Dahmer style.

[bentrazor.livejournal.com]

Oh man, don't start dressing better! You're my last shining hope that I can be fit and successful in this dog eat dog world and still wear my t-shirts. Sigh, so it goes.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

Well you didn't see the ratty "Kalik" beer t-shirt, color = "white", that I was wearing. While I can look good in small t-shirts, this one shrunk in teh washer so when my arms go up you can see my exposed stomach. Cute if you're a tan blond girl showing off her pr0n-st*r belly button shit, pathetic weird disturbing if you're a guy of any size or shape.

Check me out - I'm creepy guy!

Today I went back and wore a xl "you deserve to go to hell / no sex until marriage" t-shirt. I am, after all, in a god-state.

[eriss.livejournal.com]

BTW, how much do you weigh? I'm curious since I can pick you up and carry you across the room.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure right now, normally 133 in the am and 135 at night - but I put on a few pounds but then started to lose...I think sat I was probably 136-137 when you hefted me.

[sparklypoof.livejournal.com]

aint that always how it goes? you're awesome until you meet someone better. damn.

but, that's a good thing - now you can aspire and stuff like that. ;)

[omg looking forward to sunday sunday sunday!!]

[vicar.livejournal.com]

I always see someone better - but in terms of ratio I'm normally more confident. I just faced a serious change in rank.

Sunday indeedy! Shall I wear a tank? ;P

[cweaselle.livejournal.com]

I found that when I walk the longer step don't hurt so much & they tend to make it so I get more exercise. I didn't realize that I was walking over a mile when I did the long steps it was like nothing. I don't know if that has anything to do with what you are talking about, but that is what I know.