Super unexpected, didn't even know he lived around here. Honestly, he didn't look as big as I was expecting, but to be fair he was wearing a really baggy sweatshirt. I could just tell how strong he was by the way the weights shook the floor on every rep. He was practically throwing them up. And he was loud as hell too, like a primal Hercules - LOL. Must've been a recovery day because he was only doing 60 on the lat pulldown machine. Props, though, no days off. He might actually have been heading to a competition now that I think of it, because he didn't even have the time to wipe the sweat off his benches.
Didn't get a chance to talk to him, unfortunately, but I could hear Hotline Bling coming from his Beats headphones, so I gave him a warm smile. I love that song.
Overall, wouldn't trade my home gym for much. But I do miss the community you get from going to a public gym. I met so many people I otherwise would never have met. Like a dance professor that had the same lifting schedule as me or the time USMNT player Ben Olsen brought some academy players in on a random day. I don't miss feeling rushed on equipment, or the commute to and from the gym, or being lectured for "dropping" weights when I do Pendlay Rows, but I do miss the community.
He might actually have been heading to a competition now that I think of it, because he didn't even have the time to wipe the sweat off his benches.
In the Communist future, I will advocate for a minimum of 45 day gulag sentence for such a vile act
