Gym stories
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Signed up last week - still haven't been - afraid to walk in the door - gotta get over that1
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Today, I saw one of the trainers working out in her free time. And yet she still helped people, without being asked to. Very nice lady.
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amycurtisqueen wrote: »I do the weight machines but I always feel like I stand out because I'm still so overweight. Ah...the awkwardness of when the outside doesn't match who you know you are meant to be!
I've been lifting for 4 years, and my outside STILL doesn't match the inside, but I honestly don't care. I love doing stuff like telling the guys to go ahead and leave the 45s on the leg press because that's what I need...or watching the look on their face when I'm loading the bar up to squat.3 -
Just joined a gym. I've only been weightlifting for 6 months (at a friend's house). So the gym is new and intimidating. It took a few attempts but I made myself walk over to the free weights area to use the barbells. It was mostly men over there who were all lifting a lot more than me. Then I worked out. That's all to my story.6
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One time I was sumo deadlifting 265. I'm not a noob lifter but for some reason my balance was off and I FELL backward with all the weight, fell on my butt, and peed myself a little.14
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With PT doing bicep curls with a barbell. PT decided not to secure the weights with a clip, my left arm was weaker than my right and so the bar tipped to the left and down...weights dropped onto the foot of the guy next door. Oops. Luckily no damage done except to my ego.0
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I was loading up 225 or something for squats (can't remember, but I had put two big kid plates on) and an older lady came over to ask me how much weight it was and if she could touch my arm lol. She was so impressed.
Made my day. ^.^10 -
Sometimes it's hard to workout alone. Luckily there are nice people in the gym to correct you if you're doing it wrong. 1
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I was lifting pretty late one cold, winter night at the only hotel in a small town in the middle of nowhere, Maryland. It was a tiny gym, but not bad for a hotel; it was mostly filled with a few machines, a rack of dumbbells, and I was using the only power cage to do some rack pulls. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed this monstrous figure approaching from my side. I turned towards him and said, "Holy balls, aren't you Ronnie Coleman?". "Yes, sir" he replied, with a big smile. He continued, "Hey buddy, I was driving through town, but the snow started to get really deep, so I decided to stay the night here. I need to get my workout in and get to bed ASAP, so do you mind if I work in with you?"
Of course I let him work in! He was telling jokes nonstop while he stretched to warm up. He asked me if I took any supplements. "Only that Deer Celltek" I said, pointing towards my off-brand, cheap pre-workout powder that came in a big tub with a corny camouflage label. "Now that's funny!" he exclaimed, then asked me, "mind if I use that joke?". "Go for it," I replied, not sure if he realized that I wasn't kidding, and that was the actual name of the stuff since it was a ripoff of the Cell-Tech name brand and it had deer antler velvet extract in it (everyone was throwing that in their products at the time due to those IGF-1 studies).
After a couple of warm-up sets, he was egging me on, and it started to feel a little competitive. I could already tell that this man was driven to always compete and win, a trait that no doubt helped him significantly along his career. I didn't plan on going very heavy that night, since I was tired from a long day of work, but this guy was just not taking any excuses whatsoever. I upped the game for our next set, slapping all the plates this little hotel gym had to offer onto the bar. I popped off a few reps of this 395 lbs, slowly grinding out my last rep, hoping to get an exuberant high-five from Ronnie when I finally ran out of steam. However, there would be no high-fives that evening, as the collar popped off the bar when I set it down, and a 5-lb plate bounced right off the bar behind it, landing on the floor accompanied with an odd cracking sound. I had never seen a plate crack completely in half before, but there it sat on the floor, now in two very distinct pieces. "Aww, that's too bad, but nice effort on that last rep," he congratulated me as he stripped the other 5-lb plate off of the other side of the bar to balance out the load. He then went on to 30-rep 385 lbs for several sets, but that is my story of the night I beat Ronnie Coleman in a rack-pull competition.
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Yesterday I saw Hulk working out at the gym. He pulled out his pants and went mad crazy at the treadmill, full speed at max hill. This guy looked like 100kg pure muscle mass, he even didn't had room for his arms to swing. Like wtf, I was afraid he would drop dead in his exercises.
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Went to the gym after not going several times. The first thing I saw was a guy humping, rubbing his d on the ground in the middle of the room.
Ah... Good to be back.0 -
@Idle_Moon what a cute budgie!
YEARS ago I was running on the treadmill and was apparently stamping too hard, because the readout suddenly read out HELP
?????? True story! I have no idea how any treadmill display would be set up to do that.3 -
A few years ago I was walking on a treadmill talking to my friend on the machine next to me.... and then I was suddenly off the machine standing at the back on the ground like a complete tool. I thankfully didn't fall or hurt myself but I just magically walked off a treadmill by being distracted, lol!1
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Sweet_Heresy wrote: »I watched in horror as a guy leg pressed on the Smith machine. I figured it was only a matter of time before he smashed his face.
That's actually a very old school move- usually done with a free standing bar bell- which IMHO is WAY scarier- it hits the very top of the hammy - bottom of the glute- it's a great exercise.1 -
holy necro thread. damn0
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This happened a while ago for the first time but it continues to happen so I need to tell the story.
I go to a gym just down the street from me - it's a pretty big gym so it's one of the busier ones. Anyways, one Tuesday night in December-ish it wasn't busy at all and I was just running my way to boredom on a treadmill when out of the corner of my eye I see a dog. And I'm like WTF . . . a dog, in the gym, cmon.
But turns out it is a service dog for a blind man. Every day, now, he comes in with his dog. His dog leads him to a treadmill or eliptical, puts the mans hand on the bar so he can pull himself onto it and then the dog lays down right beside or in front of the machine until the man is done. It melts my heart in so many ways, and makes me happy to know this man - despite having a challenge - is living the best life he possibly can. I love it!!
Also, at the same gym - there is a man who has down syndrome frequently there. He also works there - part time - doing random tasks like folding towels, cleaning machines, sweeping, checking in members . . . whatever might be needed on that day. And everyone knows him, and he knows everyone. He's so friendly and he just loves being around people. I am really happy I go to a gym that took a chance on him, and gave him a job when he obviously wanted to work instead of just sitting around doing nothing. He's such an awesome person with the brightest personality. It makes me really happy that those with more challenges working against them are able to work out in their own way, doing the best they can to live the best life possible.11 -
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that's what she said.5 -
I used to work at a gym that was affiliated with the local hospital so it was large, well staffed, and had excellent equipment. It also had a lot of cardiac and physical therapy and a great discount for seniors and anyone who chose to join after completing a therapy stint there. I worked in the pool which was also a total fishbowl as the workout floor was a level above us and completely glass so we could see up and they could see down. While there I witnessed:
~at least 2 couples getting it on in the hot tub (they weren't necessarily alone in there at the time either)
~a 90 year old penis that had completely fallen out of the guys way too loose Speedo - and so did the pool full of girl scouts there working on their swim badge
~more than a dozen women pop a boob while working out
~a couple of kids fall off the treadmills when one of the boobs popped out
~a group of old men walk out with towels wrapped around their waist and nothing else trying to take a soak in the hot tub. They filed a complaint when I kicked them out.
~Unfortunately I have a lot more butt and penis stories
Then there was the guy who came nearly everyday and walked around critiquing everyone's form and technique (plus giving pointers!) but no one ever saw him actually work out. He told me I was teaching an adult swim for fitness class wrong but when I asked him to show me what he meant he told me he couldn't swim.6 -
I was lifting pretty late one cold, winter night at the only hotel in a small town in the middle of nowhere, Maryland. It was a tiny gym, but not bad for a hotel; it was mostly filled with a few machines, a rack of dumbbells, and I was using the only power cage to do some rack pulls. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed this monstrous figure approaching from my side. I turned towards him and said, "Holy balls, aren't you Ronnie Coleman?". "Yes, sir" he replied, with a big smile. He continued, "Hey buddy, I was driving through town, but the snow started to get really deep, so I decided to stay the night here. I need to get my workout in and get to bed ASAP, so do you mind if I work in with you?"
Of course I let him work in! He was telling jokes nonstop while he stretched to warm up. He asked me if I took any supplements. "Only that Deer Celltek" I said, pointing towards my off-brand, cheap pre-workout powder that came in a big tub with a corny camouflage label. "Now that's funny!" he exclaimed, then asked me, "mind if I use that joke?". "Go for it," I replied, not sure if he realized that I wasn't kidding, and that was the actual name of the stuff since it was a ripoff of the Cell-Tech name brand and it had deer antler velvet extract in it (everyone was throwing that in their products at the time due to those IGF-1 studies).
After a couple of warm-up sets, he was egging me on, and it started to feel a little competitive. I could already tell that this man was driven to always compete and win, a trait that no doubt helped him significantly along his career. I didn't plan on going very heavy that night, since I was tired from a long day of work, but this guy was just not taking any excuses whatsoever. I upped the game for our next set, slapping all the plates this little hotel gym had to offer onto the bar. I popped off a few reps of this 395 lbs, slowly grinding out my last rep, hoping to get an exuberant high-five from Ronnie when I finally ran out of steam. However, there would be no high-fives that evening, as the collar popped off the bar when I set it down, and a 5-lb plate bounced right off the bar behind it, landing on the floor accompanied with an odd cracking sound. I had never seen a plate crack completely in half before, but there it sat on the floor, now in two very distinct pieces. "Aww, that's too bad, but nice effort on that last rep," he congratulated me as he stripped the other 5-lb plate off of the other side of the bar to balance out the load. He then went on to 30-rep 385 lbs for several sets, but that is my story of the night I beat Ronnie Coleman in a rack-pull competition.
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Six weeks late, but holy *kitten*, that's awesome!!!2 -
Fun zombie thread; I'm good with a bump.
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I work out some at the local Y. I looovveee my Y! Everybody's there: Old, young, fat, thin, fit, rich, poor, just starting workouts, ripped folks, bros and experts, every language spoken, hijabi women, old guys who just like to use the jacuzzi (and maybe sauna), you name it.
They also have a day care. One of my very favorite things is that when they move the toddlers from room to room, they have them hold onto a hula hoop (if there only up to 3-4 of them) or a rope (if there are more). So stinkin' cute! These are like 2-3 year old kids, so they have no attention span, and haven't necessarily mastered walking yet, let alone synchronized walking . . . some of them insist on being at the 'front' of the hulu hoop so keep moving up if others usurp; some feel the need to say "hi" and wave at everyone, slowing down the whole messy parade. So funny!
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I've been doing spin classes twice a week for probably a decade, even while obese, and that wasn't my only cardiovascular improvement strategy (I'm a rower). Since I'm old (59 when I started losing weight), age + fat often led newbies to under-estimate the fat ol' lady. I kind of miss that. One time we had a substitute instructor, someone I had never seen before, mid-30s, slim and pretty fit-looking, though she did say it'd been a while since she taught spin. I swear she spent most of that class trying to amp up the pace in order to over-tax me - kept looking over at me, even as she got pinker and a little droopy looking, but kept increasing intensity (and I'm not normally one to think people are looking at me). I just kept chugging away, since I was pretty conditioned to that stuff. By the end, she looked really kind of sad . . . .
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I'm a breast cancer survivor. This hasn't happened to me, but has happened to various friends: Some women who've had a mastectomy (or two) wear prosthetics that fill out their swimsuit; these fit in a special pocket in the suit. The thing is, with activity, they sometimes escape the suit, leaving the woman fishing for the thing, or (worse yet) having to enlist help from the lifeguard or others. I wouldn't think this was funny, except that the women it happens to generally find it pretty hilarious. Not sure about the bystanders. (This is one of many reasons I never wear those things when I work out.)
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Maybe only meaningful to other rowers, but OMgosh, the things people do on rowing machines! Usually these are set on max resistance, monitor set on calories (most useless of the possible options), and they're whipping up and down the slide at some bodacious-high strokes per minute while the handle doesn't move much except to have to hop over the knees that get in the way. They usually don't last as much as 5 minutes. If you look at the memory later, their virtual boat was going at creeper speed. Even quite a few trainers teach people incorrect things about how to use the rowing machine. The people getting a poor workout are one thing, but some of these folks seem to be trying to hurt knees or backs, which is a worrier.
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I'm 56, 220 pounds and 62". After my 13 hour work days, I purposely lift light weights incredibly slowly, bike ride or sauna at the Military base gym in 20 year old sweat shirts and pants. Some guy always comes over to chat me up. More than anyplace else including work, church, dog park. etc. I figure that I have the best pheromones in the world.3
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acorsaut89 wrote: »This happened a while ago for the first time but it continues to happen so I need to tell the story.
I go to a gym just down the street from me - it's a pretty big gym so it's one of the busier ones. Anyways, one Tuesday night in December-ish it wasn't busy at all and I was just running my way to boredom on a treadmill when out of the corner of my eye I see a dog. And I'm like WTF . . . a dog, in the gym, cmon.
But turns out it is a service dog for a blind man. Every day, now, he comes in with his dog. His dog leads him to a treadmill or eliptical, puts the mans hand on the bar so he can pull himself onto it and then the dog lays down right beside or in front of the machine until the man is done. It melts my heart in so many ways, and makes me happy to know this man - despite having a challenge - is living the best life he possibly can. I love it!!
Ashley Judd works out at the same gym as me (at least she used to). She has an emotional support dog named Shug. I've done spin class with Ashley and Shug. I've seen them on the wellness floor together.1 -
My boyfriend was in the change room in the late afternoon and a guy arrived, pulled a 26er bottle of vodka out of his back pack, poured it into his shaker cup, and took his shaker for his workout.4
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jnducharme wrote: »My boyfriend was in the change room in the late afternoon and a guy arrived, pulled a 26er bottle of vodka out of his back pack, poured it into his shaker cup, and took his shaker for his workout.
reminds me of the dude who asked to work in with me once, and just taking hold of the bar after he'd finished his turns i was worried about picking up a sidestream high.
MAN it took him a long time to work out what plates he needed every time we switched up
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jnducharme wrote: »My boyfriend was in the change room in the late afternoon and a guy arrived, pulled a 26er bottle of vodka out of his back pack, poured it into his shaker cup, and took his shaker for his workout.
Yikes!!! That's pretty scary, actually. Hope he wasn't lifting heavy weight.0 -
This young (compared to me) guy had been busting his tail for several months and he was making steady progress.
On a rare cardio day for me, I look out on the gym floor and I can tell that the kid is frustrated and lifting less weight than usual. So I decide to end my cardio session early (any excuse is a good one) and walk over to him while he's taking a break.. I start up a conversation with him and tell him that I can tell that he's making progress, hard work is paying off etc ask him what his goals are..
Long story short, I end up doing a work out with him / spotting him / he spots me..
His mindset seems to impove and he really brings the intensity and that pushes me as well..
Sure, we were on different levels but that didn't matter..
Worked out with the guy semi frequently after that till I moved and he really made some great progresss as the kid had great heart and a tough mind.
The cool part was that helped me improve as well which I definitely didn't expect.
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The gym I used to go to where we lived before here did ladies only sessions which just happened to be when I could get babysitting. There was a woman there who used the treadmill with her handbag still on.
I was at my now local gym the day before my youngest was born. It's the only time anyone has ever asked if I was sure I should be there. I was very visibly pregnant and it was an older lady.
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