As we get older we tend to think we're getting better supposedly. Let me clarify something... that is pure Grade A bullshit to some extent. I'm pretty strong. definitely one of the top 3 guys in my gym I dare to say, probably top 5 non power lifter types in my city in certain lifts. What keeps me pushing isn't some genetic predisposed condition, it's pure tenacity and borderline stupidity trust me. When I was 36 I was full of pure piss and vinegar, when I hit 40 I felt the initial bump in the road. At 41 I stumbled and felt soreness for the first time. At 43 I often had to find something within myself to keep smashing peoples will and spirits. As soon as I turned 46 I woke up the next day and felt as if all these years of lifting hard and heavily without regard for shit jumped on my shoulders, leg locked my throat, bent over me to say hello and commenced to whooping my ass.
So here I am with a set of shoulders that hurt from doing heavy assed side laterals with weight nobody in my gym uses, a recovered torn bicep with lingering shoulder pain and calves that pop in pain if I go too heavy on calf raises. By the way, my neck has been hurt for about 6 weeks and sleep in hardly comfortable without taking a Tylenol 3 and Naproxen and I have to now warm up on the bench press with weight that requires me to look like the biggest, most muscular wuss in the gym. Literally people see me warming up and look like what the fuck is going on here. I'm getting old people. However it is still ill advised to fuck with me in the gym as I can hold my own still. You see sheer will can make you unbeatable for a solid 15 minutes lol and I don't mind murdering myself to slay someone in the gym. I'm The 44 after all and rampant not giving a fuck is my profession. Blame it on the Corps, blame it on my daddy because as he used to say (his words) ' I don't raise no punks, faggots, or sissies '. Yeah, something about growing up where expressing pain was worthy of a fist can shape you into somewhat of a formidable opponent. It's all good as I love being me. It's fun most of the time and when it isn't fun, it's what was expected. The gym is the one thing in my life that stabilizes me, keeps me on my gyroscope spinning in a positive direction.
Someone once said that getting older means you're getting better. I say I've always been 'better', just now I'm at the place where the rubber meets the road and my temperament is often the ace in the hole for me. You might not believe me, but I can make ya famous. Famously regretful you tried me in the Church of Iron. Yeah the sap who said getting older, means you're getting better obviously hasn't been around junkyard dogs like me much. He probably waited till he crafted that saying to think he amounted to jack shit and probably didn't buy it himself. Well, here's the thing... I am sold on the concept of my being a rabid, wild and uncontrollable force of anabolic nature that my spine tingles and my hair stands on end. Fuck old age... why? The 44 said so.
So here I am with a set of shoulders that hurt from doing heavy assed side laterals with weight nobody in my gym uses, a recovered torn bicep with lingering shoulder pain and calves that pop in pain if I go too heavy on calf raises. By the way, my neck has been hurt for about 6 weeks and sleep in hardly comfortable without taking a Tylenol 3 and Naproxen and I have to now warm up on the bench press with weight that requires me to look like the biggest, most muscular wuss in the gym. Literally people see me warming up and look like what the fuck is going on here. I'm getting old people. However it is still ill advised to fuck with me in the gym as I can hold my own still. You see sheer will can make you unbeatable for a solid 15 minutes lol and I don't mind murdering myself to slay someone in the gym. I'm The 44 after all and rampant not giving a fuck is my profession. Blame it on the Corps, blame it on my daddy because as he used to say (his words) ' I don't raise no punks, faggots, or sissies '. Yeah, something about growing up where expressing pain was worthy of a fist can shape you into somewhat of a formidable opponent. It's all good as I love being me. It's fun most of the time and when it isn't fun, it's what was expected. The gym is the one thing in my life that stabilizes me, keeps me on my gyroscope spinning in a positive direction.
Someone once said that getting older means you're getting better. I say I've always been 'better', just now I'm at the place where the rubber meets the road and my temperament is often the ace in the hole for me. You might not believe me, but I can make ya famous. Famously regretful you tried me in the Church of Iron. Yeah the sap who said getting older, means you're getting better obviously hasn't been around junkyard dogs like me much. He probably waited till he crafted that saying to think he amounted to jack shit and probably didn't buy it himself. Well, here's the thing... I am sold on the concept of my being a rabid, wild and uncontrollable force of anabolic nature that my spine tingles and my hair stands on end. Fuck old age... why? The 44 said so.
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