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I only hit the gym one day a week usually, and that's on leg day. The amounts of weight I might go up to or equipment I might want to use, I don't have at home. So I hit the Gold's a couple of towns over. The town I live outside of only has one red light and one flashing light. I love it.
Anyway, I'm minding my own business, doing squats when a staff member shows up. Nice looking young man mid twenties probably, 5'9" ish, maybe 200 lbs soaking wet. (Not knocking those stats, just stating fact) And he was very physically fit. I found out he teaches their cross fit classes (again not knocking it, he could probably do well in a physique comp).
He came up to me after a set of squats 495?8. I'm huffing and puffing, I prefer one rep sets, and told me I wasn't going all the way down. There's a mirror that you face doing squats, which I hate because I Crack myself up if I happen to look at my face during a set. My point being I was going below parallel, I always watch my knees to make sure much butt goes below the knees.
I explained that I have several injuries that at my age cause me problems if I go down in the bucket, as I call it. He was telling me how wrong I was and how he could help me with better flexibility.
I elaborated on my injuries, right knee cap floats, it was broken into three pieces, there has been a large calcium deposit 3/4 of the way around my kneecap that pains me with every step, every day. My right ankle was shattered into 32 pieces that they could count and somehow fused itself back together, there were bones sticking out of my foot. Not to mention cushion between L5 and S1 deteriorating.
When I was younger the pain was just something I lived with, now it limits what I do, out of simple common sense.
After all that he's telling me my form sucks. I'm getting upset now and told him that form and depth has been fine in countless PL competitions.
So he begins telling me I wear the bar too low on my shoulders, I'm bent over a bit too much, blah, blah blah.
I let him finish and told him to show me how it's done. He starts to grad plates and take them off. I said wait a second, do it with the weight that's on there. I got in his face and told him to do it with the weight that's on there or get the Frick away from me and shut his mouth.
He mumbled something he's probably lucky I didn't hear. I asked him what he said, he told me he was just trying to help.
I told him, Son, my arms are almost 21" without a pump, my legs are probably bigger than your waist and I'm repping 495 on my 8th set of squats and I just turned 60 years old a week ago. Do I look like I need or want your help.
He just looked at me and said no sir.
I told him thankyou for his concern, now let me get back to my workout.
Unfortunately there were no blows thrown. I was hoping. Oh well, maybe next time.
Anyway, I'm minding my own business, doing squats when a staff member shows up. Nice looking young man mid twenties probably, 5'9" ish, maybe 200 lbs soaking wet. (Not knocking those stats, just stating fact) And he was very physically fit. I found out he teaches their cross fit classes (again not knocking it, he could probably do well in a physique comp).
He came up to me after a set of squats 495?8. I'm huffing and puffing, I prefer one rep sets, and told me I wasn't going all the way down. There's a mirror that you face doing squats, which I hate because I Crack myself up if I happen to look at my face during a set. My point being I was going below parallel, I always watch my knees to make sure much butt goes below the knees.
I explained that I have several injuries that at my age cause me problems if I go down in the bucket, as I call it. He was telling me how wrong I was and how he could help me with better flexibility.
I elaborated on my injuries, right knee cap floats, it was broken into three pieces, there has been a large calcium deposit 3/4 of the way around my kneecap that pains me with every step, every day. My right ankle was shattered into 32 pieces that they could count and somehow fused itself back together, there were bones sticking out of my foot. Not to mention cushion between L5 and S1 deteriorating.
When I was younger the pain was just something I lived with, now it limits what I do, out of simple common sense.
After all that he's telling me my form sucks. I'm getting upset now and told him that form and depth has been fine in countless PL competitions.
So he begins telling me I wear the bar too low on my shoulders, I'm bent over a bit too much, blah, blah blah.
I let him finish and told him to show me how it's done. He starts to grad plates and take them off. I said wait a second, do it with the weight that's on there. I got in his face and told him to do it with the weight that's on there or get the Frick away from me and shut his mouth.
He mumbled something he's probably lucky I didn't hear. I asked him what he said, he told me he was just trying to help.
I told him, Son, my arms are almost 21" without a pump, my legs are probably bigger than your waist and I'm repping 495 on my 8th set of squats and I just turned 60 years old a week ago. Do I look like I need or want your help.
He just looked at me and said no sir.
I told him thankyou for his concern, now let me get back to my workout.
Unfortunately there were no blows thrown. I was hoping. Oh well, maybe next time.
