Squats 'n Stuff

Your titles and random quips in your training stories are often fucking hilarious.
Why, thank you, I’m glad you enjoy them. I spend most of my rest between sets thinking of titles and then usually forget them by the time I write a post.
where did this come ffrom
Some girl in one of my classes made me follow her instagram, and so I saw pictures of her and her boyfriend who looks like a walking Mexican stereotype with his thin, long moustache and hat. He should not be allowed to style his facial hair.
KStarr looks like a rapist 90% of the time
I just want people to see this.

little-uno:

thatstoomainstream:

It’s weird how in animals seeing ribs/collar&hip bones is considered sick or even abusive, but in people that’s considered beautiful.

This may have just changed my life.

All it means is that they don’t even lift…

(via terrymotherfuckingkim)

i wanna watch a scary movie with you and we get so scared we accidently end up having sex somehow

Like Nightmare on Elm Street ;D

(Source: cheesecurl, via catastrophicllama)

89dave:

kiss - push-ups
…how many can you do?


Groce, his shoulders are way too internally rotated.

89dave:

kiss - push-ups

…how many can you do?

Groce, his shoulders are way too internally rotated.

(Source: dontstop-fitnessprincess, via looklikealadyliftlikeabeast)

Snatches have left my shoulder grodier than K-Starr wearing two polos with popped collars.

Thermodynamic miracles… events with odds against so astronomical they’re effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing. And yet, in each human coupling, a thousand million sperm vie for a single egg. Multiply those odds by countless generations, against the odds of your ancestors being alive; meeting; siring this precise son; that exact daughter… Until your mother loves a man she has every reason to hate, and of that union, of the thousand million children competing for fertilization, it was you, only you, that emerged. To distill so specific a form from that chaos of improbability, like turning air to gold… that is the crowning unlikelihood. The thermodynamic miracle.
— Dr Manhattan, Watchmen (via asskicked)

(via progressiveresistance)

Tfw you see someone lose their full mount in a silly way and then realize it was a porn gif.

If you got 8 reps on that last set he probably would have squeezed your arm more.
It’s a good thing I suck then. If I wanted more of that I’d go back to working at the club D:

5/17/13, Becoming a not so supple leopard.

Squats- 245lbs x3, 1+F guess I’ll  go fuck myself

Press- 105lbs 3x5

Power Snatch- 95lbs 6x2

Chin Ups- +25lbs x5, 5, 7 (but I like to think 8)

Squats were really terrible. I dive-bombed the first and had to grind out every rep of that set, then only got 1 rep on the second set. Recovery had been shitty since the previous workout. Pressing was easy, I don’t know why 7.5lbs more is such a pain in the ass. Power Snatches were okay, I had a tendency to muscle snatch reps instead of get under the bar. Chin Ups were easy. I think I got 8 on the last set, but Carlos said it was only 7.

Don’t let your friends drink and then smoke (Or run away and abandon them), because they will vomit everywhere like assholes. Or run away and abandon them. Before going to the bar at which this happened, I had bought a muscle milk. The door guy wouldn’t let me in with it, so I drank it fast and when I went in he squeezed my arm and said “it’s working!” in what seemed like a mocking tone. He did the arm squeeze thing again when I passed by, like a fucking weirdo.

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