If You See This Grandma In The Gym, It Would Be In Your Best Interest To Just Get The Hell Out Of Her Way
Alright so picture this. You’re at your local gym and it’s a chest day. You’re ripping a few sets on the bench but you’re in your mid to late 20’s now and it’s not like you have to actually train for anything. You’re just in there to make sure you don’t turn into a fat slob. So you’re not loaded up the bar with massive amounts of weight. You’re just in there trying to get a quick pump in so you can justify and cancel out the amount of shit you’re going to eat and drink this weekend. Let’s just say you’re going for reps at 135. So all of a sudden, you see this sweet old lady walking towards you. Looks like she could be bringing you milk and some fresh baked cookies, maybe even slip you a $5 bill in a birthday card between your next set. But as she gets closer, you realize this granny isn’t fucking around. This granny is jacked as shit. She comes up to you and asks, “how many more sets you got on the bench?”. You have your headphones in listening to the newest Bieber track and you didn’t quite pick up what she said so you ask her to repeat herself. To which she replies, “I said how many more sets you got on the bench, bitch?”
Right off the bat, you’re already taken aback by granny cussing. It’s not like getting cursed at by some regular meat head in the gym. You’d expect it from some asshole who just paces back and forth around the gym singing his music out loud between sets acting like he’s the only mother fucker in there because he can deadlift 500 lbs. But from this sweet, innocent looking old woman who you just thought got lost on her way to knitting class? Definitely not expecting that at all. So you give her the courtesy “Just one more set then it’s all yours” answer. But that was a massive mistake.
Because here’s the issue. For starters, you only have a 45 on each side. Not great to begin with. But on top of that, you’re actually gassed. It was a long day at work and you forgot your preworkout. So this last set you’re going to do sure as shit ain’t gonna be pretty, plus now you have the pressure of that jacked granny staring you down. She condescendingly asks if you need a spot, which you’d actually like but you can’t give in to granny’s bullying like that. So you shrug off the spot, almost die trying to get to 10 and then you give up the bench. You ask if she wants you to take the weight off the bar and she laughs directly in your face, in front of the entire gym. She then proceeds to throw an additional 45 on both sides as 225 is merely her warm up. You leave the gym completely humiliated and dejected. Chances are you just cancel your membership right there on the spot. All because you didn’t just get the hell out of that grandma’s way in the gym like you should have in the first place.