rodneyabs
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So the other day me and my ol' lady were in the gym, warming up on the bikes before hitting the weights.
I noticed some guy come in with what looked like his mom. The kid was probably 20 or so, about 5'10 220 with about 89% body fat. Seriously. This kid was a skinny, but fat tub of goo. he had on a tank top and was trying to throw out his beer lats.
So after 10 minutes of walking around with a scowl on his face, he moves over to the bench press, and puts a 45 lb plate on each side. He gets under the bar and mom is spotting. (at this point I nodded to my girl to look over quick, she was about to see something very special)
He grunts, groans and is psyching himself up...Up comes the bar...and DOWN comes the bar ever so slowly. The bar goes down to his chest and he can't budge the whopping 135 lbs crushing his floppy sizzle chest. He turns to his left to try and alleviate the pain of the crushing weight. Mom is leaned over, looks like she's doing stiff legged deads trying to lean way over to lift the weight, which, by the way she could also not budge.
Finally, mom pulls the bar up enough on jr.'s chest to where they can both manage to get it racked. I saw him go over to the drinking fountain, then they both made a prompt exit. I think the kid tore a pec or something.
I noticed some guy come in with what looked like his mom. The kid was probably 20 or so, about 5'10 220 with about 89% body fat. Seriously. This kid was a skinny, but fat tub of goo. he had on a tank top and was trying to throw out his beer lats.
So after 10 minutes of walking around with a scowl on his face, he moves over to the bench press, and puts a 45 lb plate on each side. He gets under the bar and mom is spotting. (at this point I nodded to my girl to look over quick, she was about to see something very special)
He grunts, groans and is psyching himself up...Up comes the bar...and DOWN comes the bar ever so slowly. The bar goes down to his chest and he can't budge the whopping 135 lbs crushing his floppy sizzle chest. He turns to his left to try and alleviate the pain of the crushing weight. Mom is leaned over, looks like she's doing stiff legged deads trying to lean way over to lift the weight, which, by the way she could also not budge.
Finally, mom pulls the bar up enough on jr.'s chest to where they can both manage to get it racked. I saw him go over to the drinking fountain, then they both made a prompt exit. I think the kid tore a pec or something.