How women are different from men
I work out in a largely gay gym. I mention it only to give a little background to the following story.
Recently, a pair of sisters joined the gym. It’s obvious from looking at them, and watching them work out that they know their way around a weight rack. They are old school, as well, and don’t fool around with any of the new fad exercises. They are hard-core, heavy lifting bodybuilders. I’ve been watching them for the past week or so, to see if I could pick up a new technique. (I’m always looking for something that will nudge my notoriously slow muscle-building body into new growth.) Today, one of the gals did an exercise that I’ve never seen before. It will take too long to explain, so I won’t go into it, but I was intrigued to the point where I approached said woman, and inquired whether her awesome delts were the result of the exercise she was doing.
Not only did the woman respond graciously to my question, but she invited me to join her and her sister during their leg routine the day after tomorrow. I was stunned, but accepted with alacrity. (How often does a competitive bodybuilder offer to train you for free?) So, on Wednesday, I will be doing legs with these Amazons.
If I had posed the same question to a guy doing the exercise, he might have responded, but only briefly, and he certainly wouldn’t have invited me to join him in his routine.
The generosity of women never ceases to amaze me. I thank the Lord for making them that way. I’ll provide an update on Wednesday (providing I can still walk).
June 24, 2008 at 5:36 am
I hope that the training session goes well. That’s set for Wednesday?
And kudos to you for having the courage to approach someone with a question. Just look at the result.
Have a great workout!