At the Gym

I was planning on writing today's blog on another topic, but changed my mind. A more positive, funny blog would be better for me right now, it's more worthwhile to try to get out of this depression, hopefully the effect will be more than temporary.

I love to work out. I have gone to the YMCA for the past 3 years, but have only been serious about it since about a year ago when I decided to take Weights class at school. At first, I couldn't do much and made little progress, but eventually it started to kick in (along with eating more). I'm proud that now I am making progress on a weekly basis and have come a long way in reaching my goal, even though I am still far from achieving it. However, I must give credit where credit is due: Thank you to my good friend Sam Ives for the all of the help and support, it means a lot to me and I'm very grateful for it!

I was at the gym last night, it was a back/biceps/shoulders workout. Everything was normal, I was working on a bicep exercise with the kettle bells when this other guy approached me. He asked what muscles the exercise worked. He looked about twice as strong as I am, so I was surprised he didn't know. Since 95% of the time bigger guys only stop me if I'm doing something wrong, my immediate response was, "Is this a trick question?" He told me he legit didn't know. It was difficult for me to suppress a grin as I explained what the exercise was. I won't lie, my ego went through the roof. It's shallow, I know, but it could be worse. For instance, I think a certain amount of heavy breathing is normal when a guy is working out, but for some people LOUD grunting is code for "Look at me! I'm a badass." I guess it's just part of weight room culture, and that kind of thing can be contagious. Understand I'm not pretending to be superior or saying every guy who works out is that full of himself, I'm just making a fair observation.

It's good to be proud of yourself. I will be very proud when I reach my goal. As with anything, there are some people will who take it too far. I'm not sure if I won't take it too far. I admit my ego is big now, but how much bigger will it become down the road? Although I think it's funny, I won't be too hard on guys like that because it's likely I will end up just like them one day.