Joined the YMCA tuesday..got an orientation yesterday..how to use the weight mechines..treadmills..pool rules etc.
So today...I decided to "bless" the lesser people who have been useing the gym with my most manly self....I mean back in 1982ish when I went through Recon School....I ran like a Gazel....5 miles no problem.....heck lets wear boots. 1 mile swim in the chesapeak bay each morning for 9 weeks of the school...no problem...pumped iron like a big dog.....all after drinking till the bars long closed.
So I plop my Budda like self down on the mechines next to the Highschool Chearleads that are "playing" on them and appearently SOMEONE has changed the weight system.....cause IM haveing to move the pins up a little (liighten) the weights a heck of a lot from the OLD Marine days..... APPEARENTLY back then a pound of iron must have been a lot lighter than todays stuff....no problem
No problem finish up the mechines....hop on the tredmill...might as well show these kids how fast us Old guys run...kinda embaress them a little....set the thing for 5 MPH... and off I go like a mule kicked bassetthound. Well them young uns are cruiseing along...barly sweeting....Im huffing a little...ok a lot...heck I sound like an upsean telaphone call....people looking for the oxygen bottle and defipulator....so I glance down at the distance....1/2 mile....see once more the darn kids these days oviouly changed how we messured distance cause I know I dont run at least 10 miles....timmer says 5 min.....dang mechines all messed up.
OK off to the pool....olympic size...50 yards...hummm lets see thats 30 more or less laps to equal a mile....Ill crank this out and show these speedo wearing goofballs how a manly man does it.... so Off I go....1 lap no problem..little stiff...but makeing it...by 2nd lap Im floating on my back and the every time I try to get out the life guard kept pushing me in...yelling for someone to call sea world and tell them they have a whale trying to beach it's self in the pool.
I can identify. When I look at pictures of myself between the ages of 18 and 23, I weep a salty tear.
Yesterday I communed with a chainsaw and stacked wood for the winter.
hey snuffy thats what happens from smoking those squares and blue de hue hehehehe , I can relate, my old bod is broken down run down and WIA, :nod: you can never catch up to those flat bellied boys bro but keep up the good work, better you than me
I'm 22 and already starting to feel my age. I kept at a stable 160 from 10th grade till my junior year in college, now I'm just short of 200. When I started to feel my chest bounce as I ran, I knew something was different. Used to be one of the fastest guys around, now I'm more of a hauler, and not as good as I used to be.
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Good luck with the gym. At least I hope there are some nice looking ladies in Speedos.
I guess I'm lucky. I weigh the exact same as I did in high school. That was over 30 years ago. My weight hasnt varied by more than a few pounds in all those years.