The Big Move
Today I helped two of my gym buddies move to a new house.
As any lifter knows, if you lift, you will get asked to help move your friends!
This was different though. This was two lifters moving. So fellow lifters descended on the house! It was great!! There were about ten of us.
If you find the right gym, you find family. We were a family of lifters getting our buddies where they needed to be.
Even though the move had nothing to do with exercise or lifting, bodybuilding still permeated the air.
The first thing I noticed was that most of us had on some article of clothing that defined us as lifters. Hats with gym logos. Protein company T-Shirts. I myself had on a bodybuilding.com T-Shirt and an Elite gym hat!
The next thing I noticed was that we all had some of our food with us and would leave the group at various times to have a shake, a bar, or maybe some chicken.
When it was a formal meal time, we chose a buffet. Some of us were cutting. Some were bulking. And this would fit us all.
As with all lifters I am sure, we frequently get singled out to move the heavy stuff. You know how it goes when you help a friend. Invariably someone will say, “Hey, Adina. You lift. Come move this.”
We all just moved whatever was in our path! Who were we going to say that too? Who was going to say it to us? We all know how to move heavy stuff! We just did it!
None of us thought it was odd when it took several boxes to move all the various containers of protein and supplements out of the kitchen. Again. We all have a kitchen stocked like that!
My friend Robert has been a Master’s Mr. America and his wife Helen has been Ms. Fitness. We had trophies almost as tall as us to move. And we moved them carefully. We all knew the hard work they represented. We moved them with great pride and respect for our friends.
In the end, we got it all done.
There was no complaining about soreness, or sweat, bangs, or bruises, because we are lifters….and we are family….and we know how to handle so much more than that.
