This blog goes out there to the guys who know who they are so I won't give you the satisfaction of naming you. I train at a local Powerhouse Gym because its the only gym I can find in my area thats any good. Wish somebody would open a real sweat pit but thats for another day. I'll be over there working my ass off ignoring you becasue I really try and get into my training. I train alone, I wear my headset and I'm usually cranking something Hard and Heavy. I don't wear a tanktop, well thats a lie I do have one on but its under my sweatshirt. Why?? Becasue I'm not here for you I'm here for me. So my training is going pretty good, I'm doing seated Bench presses on the Hammer Seated Press when you walk over. "Hey when your done can you just leave the plates on there??" you ask me. "Sure buddy I'll leave em on there." Why do you ask me that when you see theres 4 plates a side and I'm reaching for another?? Really you start with 5 plates a side without warmups?? Greg Kovacs is that you?? So anyway I get my last 3 reps with 5 a side and I'll be honest I probably only would have gotten 1 but you pissed me off. I'm done. I come over to you-- "Hey its all yours" "Thanks" come your reply. I walk away and quietly wait by the water cooler because I need to see it for myself...........I'm still waiting...to be continued