re: OT Gym Thread: The week before the invasion of the fat asses edition...

Stop judging people who you know nothing about.

Ours doesn't get too bad due to the $500 sign up fee

True commitment. I like it

Is your gym one of those that also sell s beer?

Full restaurant and bar

Spa too

Can't forget spa

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GeauxCrossfit off of Sherwood near Coursey is offering an intro month for $49.99.

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What's a regular price month? Just seeing how it stacks up to my current "box".

As many of you know, I joined a college gym due to the hot poon there. From my six years of higher education, I came to realize there is nothing quite like porking college broads.

On late Saturday afternoon, I strolled into the fitness complex wearing a fur coat with "DOCTOR SWOLE" embroidered on the back (My gym buddies nicknamed me Doctor Swole back in '03) over my shorts and wife beater, toothpick in my mouth. Taking off my aviators, I look over to the squat rack, and I don't like what I see. A frat boy. I already know he's not squatting.

"Curls" I said to myself, muscles flaring as I walk over to the rack. Frat boy is in mid set, groaning with each curl, 10 lb plates on each side. 65 lbs?!?!? You're curling 65 lbs in the squat rack? Joe Gold would be turning in his grave.

While frat boy is getting his 4th or 5th rep done, I take off the 10 lb plate, and walk over to the other side and do the same.

Frat boy: Hey man, what the frick was that?
Me: This is the squat rack, *NSYNC. You wanna curl, get your chicken chest on one of those swiss balls and pick up the plastic dumbbells, Sally.
Frat boy: Who the frick do you think you are? Are you even a student here?
Me: Alright, Timberlake. You had your chance. I tried to be a nice guy and I'm going to tell you one more time. No curling in the squat rack. Now get out of here before we have a problem.
Frat boy: Man, frick this.

Fray boy leaves the area. I load up the plates with 5 45 lb plates each side and rep it for 15. (I decided to take it easy, didnt get enough sleep last night.) Some cardio bunnies come over and start to make small talk.)

Cardio bunny 1: We thought that was really brave how you stood up to that guy. He thinks he owns this gym and he always makes rude comments to us!
Me: Just doing my job ladies. I'd love to chat, but as you can see, my quads need to be punished.
Cardio bunny 2: Well, if you feel like it when you are done come over to Harrison Hall. Room 418.
Me: Look hunny, I'm a busy man. I'll see what I can do. Get away from me.

I finish up my workout, put my fur coat back on and head over to Harrison Hall, Room 418.

CB2: Glad you could come.
Me: Yeah well, I need to shower up.
CB2: Can I come with you? Please? Meet us in the third shower from the left in 5 minutes.
Me: Us? If you say so

"OmG HoTTeST GuY eVeR on HaRRiSoN 4Th FLooR BeST aBs eVa aNd HuGe BiCePTs!!!!!1111"

I head down to the showers, wearing only a towel and my aviators. Girls I passed in the halls stared, but I just bicep flared by them. Opening the shower curtain, I found the three cardio bunnies already soaping themselves down.

CB3: You're late.
Me: Well Doctor Swole is here now girls.
The three cardio bunnies proceed to soap me down, and kiss me all over. When all said and done, I blew my load all over one of their tits. I step out of the shower and walk back to room 418. I glanced at the clock. 6:45?!?! I had to meet a client at 8 for dinner, and would have to speed to my condo, get dressed, and drive straight to the restaurant to make it in time. I threw on my fur coat and grabbed my gym clothes in hand and start jogging down to my car. About 20 Harrison Hall hotties followed.

Hottie4: Doctor Swole, where are you going?
Me: Gotta go baby, the doctor is a busy man.

The Harrison crowd, about two dozen strong, continued to chase me to my car, screaming and crying. I felt like one of the Beatles. I climb into my BMW and peel away.

Hottie5: DOCTOR SWOLE DONT GO!!!

I decide to give the girls a thrill, and throw my gym clothes out my sunroof. They scream and come running to the pile. Two girls were having a tug of war with my beater, while I saw another on her knees, sniffing my sweaty boxer briefs.

I lit up a cigar. "Doctor Swole, you've done it again," I thought to myself, a small smile crossing my face as my car sped east on I-276

Several different options.

10 class punch card for $100, so if you don't go at least 3-4x per week, this is your choice.
If you go more and pay month to month, it's $150.
If you sign up for a year, it's $130/month.
If you have a SO who goes, and sign up for a year, it's $110/month for each of you.

Last year at this time I was that guy. Hadn't seriously worked out in a few years...not horribly ourt of shape...but weak and soft.

I did a few weeks of starting strength 5x5 program then started Wendler 5.3 1 in Feb. Almost 48 weeks of wendler under my belt and I'm stroger than I was in my 20s...at age 41.

2016 looks like more of the same...build ape strength...lift heavy crap smoke cigars listen to heavy metal and give no care to anyone else.