I thought I might be working the guns alone today. Joel was away tending to his family, which will hopefully grow soon. All the best Joel, we're thinking of you! Try to steal a minute to run some stairs in the hospital, or do some push-ups in the waiting room, or chin-ups on the door frames. Just remember to stay loose. A man must be prepared for the arrival of his first born. I did one extra rep on all of my sets today in honor of the imminent arrival of jr. driedge. I can just imagine jr.'s emerging guns reaching, stretching, and clawing toward life. Nature at its purest.
I wasn't alone in the Gun Club, however. The Adamal arrived in fine form and hammered, and I mean hammered, out some amazing clean and jerk military presses with my squat weights. I find this works well because we don't need to change the weights much. Travis and Arnason arrived a bit later. Arnason has made some huge gains, and is now repping the bench at 145lbs, nice.
Travis introduced me to a new exercise, 'the tap'. I guess this is a UFC thing. You lie on the ground on your back and kind of hover flex so your abs are tight, then the other guy (Arnason in my case) 'taps' (read: hits or whips) your abs with a 'tap stick' (read: a volley ball standard flag 'I hope someone returns that.' said the Adamal). The effect was such that I felt a bit dirty. I think I'll leave this exercise to them.
Well, it was a beautiful spring day, there was alot we could have done, but we showed up. And we are better for it.
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