I am not exactly the world’s shyest person, and as a result, most people who spend time around me are well-acquainted with all my likes and dislikes. This can lead to some interesting little squabbles at times… like in the recent case of the locker wars…
I have had an ongoing feud with one of my regular training partners, Barry, over the lockers we use in the gym. For whatever reason, it seems we both prefer locker number 11. Since Barry arrives in the gym before I do, he always manages to commandeer it, and I have to resort to using other, less appealing, lockers… Naturally, I tease him mercilessly about stealing “my” locker, and he in turn, just grins at me and continues to nab it before I arrive. That is just our usual routine – or at least, it has been…. up until two weeks ago.
One evening, I arrived in the gym to see Barry in his usual place, on a stepmill, getting in his cardio before training with Mike. But wonder of wonders, when I hit the locker area, my locker, the cherished number 11, was free. No lock hung from its closure, and no one else’s belongings were inside. Astonished, I quickly grabbed it, and while stowing my gym bag and jacket, I surveyed the surrounding area and spied Barry’s lock adorning a different locker. I chuckled, thinking that he had been waylaid by some other gym member, and that I had finally beaten him.
But I was wrong. What I hadn’t factored into the equation was this: This is Texas, and Barry is a Texan. For those of you who haven’t had the good fortune to experience the soft manners of southern men first hand, (and even for those of you who have), let me explain something – Texan men adorn the top of the manners’ list. Not to mention the chivalry list. And at some point in our locker wars, that intrinsic sweetness had overridden all the teasing, and Barry had ceded the locker to me. Really.
So did I accept this gift in the same gracious manner in which it was given?
Nah. I’m a brat.
I kept the locker, teased him about how nice he was, and expected that when I arrived in the gym the next time, he would be back in locker number 11. But he wasn’t. Locker 11 was still mine. I decided I had taken the teasing far enough, and in an unusual display of sweetness (for me), I offered the locker back to Barry.
Fast forward to the next gym night. I arrived in the gym to discover that, yet again, my locker was free. But I hadn’t seen Barry when I walked through the gym… So I wasn’t sure – was Barry away, or was he just late? Undecided about whether to use the locker or not, I opened the door only to discover – the belongings of someone else entirely! Someone else who had had the temerity to steal OUR locker – someone who didn’t seem to understand who he was dealing with…
But I sucked it up, used another locker and went to train. As it turned out, Barry was unable to make our session, and Paul, one of my cardio companions, was training with Jae and me. As you will see from the workout posted below, Mike took it into his head to put us through our paces, and by the end of the first fifteen minutes, we were all sweating and taking our time getting up off the floor. And so, I related my tale of the jerk who had had the nerve to steal my locker… diversionary tactics, you know, to extend the amount of recovery time Mike gave us before moving on to the next exercise. But I wasn’t so tired that I missed the smirk on Paul’s face…. And, as it turns out, he had, indeed, stolen my locker. On purpose. Seems that I had made my passion for locker 11 a little too well known, and yet another person was intent on giving me a hard time…
Oh, it’s partly my own fault, I know. I really need to learn to shut up once in a while. And maybe someday that will happen.
In the meantime, though, I have decided that Texan men can be added to the top of yet another list – the list of people who are even more brattish than I!
In the gym with Mike:
Circuit: Four rounds, no rest between reps or sets
Standing: Military Press, 20 reps/ Bent Over Row, 20 reps/ Barbell Curl, 20 reps (weights 10 lbs, 15 lbs, 20 lbs, 20 lbs)
setted with
Mat Work: Facing Partner, Pushup-Handslap, 10 reps/ Medicine Ball Situp-Pass to Partner & Back Again, 20 reps
T-Bar Squat/Push: Bar x 10 reps per hand; Bar + 10 x 15 reps; Bar + 10 x 15 reps
setted with
Cable Chop (Core), 10 lbs x 12 reps. per side; 10 lbs x 12; 10 lbs x 12
Leg Press: Sled + 45 (90 lbs) x 12; 135 lbs x 10; 180 lbs x 10; 225 lbs x 8
setted with
Glute Machine Kickbacks: 15 lbs x 15 per leg; 20 lbs x 15 per leg; 25 lbs x 15 per leg, 30 lbs x 15 per leg