Ever the Lone Gymmer (Part 2)

So here's what happened after he registered at the gym.. he drags me n the common friend out to help him buy workout clothes... Sheeeesh... talk about a complex... the only reason I consented to go along was cuz I'm on very good terms with the common friend, and the common friend agreed to miss Mandarin class along with me, so i wouldnt feel so bad bout it :P... neways, so 2-3 hrs later, he ends up with 2 pairs of training pants.. THATS IT!!! WHY??? cuz he cant F***ing make up his mind on what he wants... First, he asks us to choose a trainer for him to try on, and then he asks us to ask the salesgirl for a larger size, and finally he wants to buy XXL or sumthin, when he's barely like 5ft tall!!! sheeesh... despite numerous attempts at reasoning with him by sayin 'look, YOURE going to be wearing the clothes.. YOU decide what you want. we'll tell u if it looks good (thats the way it usually works, right ladies???)', he still wants US to choose his clothes for him... (this happened once before when he asked us to accompany him to buy a PC.. 'U choose a PC, guys, and tell me what u like, and I'll buy it'...)

N did I mention he now wants me to 'Help' him buy a workout bag... F*** Off, Mate!!! I've got better things to be bothered with... n he doesnt even have the nerve to ask me himself.. he asks the common friend to ask me to buy him a bag... sigh, the common friend's actually a very naive and innocent kid (compared to us), so either he doesnt realize when he's being used, or he's too nice a guy bout it.. i think its the latter, since he's a really nice dude n really smart too...

so neways, on to wut i mentioned at the end of the previous post:

So!! you wanna see wut my workout's like??? Suuure... Come Right This Way!!

So the Manipulator decided to drop in at around 5.30 or 6 the next day seein as thats when I told him I'd be in... n it just so happened that that was the scheduled day for my weekly Kicks/Pushups session... Here's how the routine goes: 16-20 sets of 10-20 reps of any kick, with each set followed by 10-15 reps of a variation of a pushup.. if all goes as well, i end up completing somewhere in the vicinity of 200 kicks and 200 pushups... peanuts for the average capoeirista or army recruit, im sure...

so neways, he walks into the room, and catches a glimpse of me throwing Compassos, and just stands there staring... so once im done with my set, i say hi, n tell him alright, get changed n blah blah n i'll see u among the weights later... so he goes off to presumably get changed... n then after 20 mins or so he comes in, and finds me grinding out pushups of the Queda da Rins variety with my legs straightened out (for non-capoeiristas, its a twisted sorta pushup where ur legs swing about throu the motion), and once again I find him staring... n then finally he speaks up: I dont want to do this, I wanna go lift weights... I felt an inward smile growing :)

but that wasnt all... I had to prove to myself AND to him how much more intense my workouts are than he imagines...

so I finish off my capo workout (during which I noticed at several instances him loitering around the gym rather than training... laziness, or waiting for urs truly to guide him?? i dont know...), by which time i'm absolutely drenched in sweat.. I realize ive got time to hit some weights.. so i went out, and loaded up some barbells for some heavy Clean n Press sets... i invite him along to train, which he accepts, using the cowardly excuse 'Im not afraid of ur workout.. if i cant do it, ill just back off' (I mean CMON!!! wud Instructor Rafael have tolerated that shit in Capo class??? Hi Rafa, Im not afraid of doing handstands, but im just gonna back off if I dont feel like it...Seriously, I wont divulge into the details of wut wud happen if I ever did that)..

So neways, barbells r loaded up with light weights since I havent lifted weights in quite some time.. n the instant I start with the drill, he runs off saying 'Man this is going to make me tired, I dont want to do this'...

Needless to say, Me = Confused...

Isnt getting tired part of the satisfaction and a good indicator of a fulfilling workout?? I mean, do u wanna lift measly 2-lbs weights n expect to be bulging like Arnold in a couple of weeks?? Ohh yea, I do forget, he wants supplements, doesnt he... not to mention, all the instructors are supposed to combine all their efforts and prowess into sculpting his miniature 5ft frame into the next Franco Columbo.. Urgently needed: A lesson in Humility and Work Ethics!!! Once again, I invite my Bantus friends to ponder Instructor Rafael's reaction to this statement.. :)

so neways, workout completed, I met him at Mandarin class later... n while we're waiting outside for the previous class to conclude, he tells me 'listen what ur doing is not good for u at all, u should do stuff to lose weight, this is only for fitness, dont do this...'

At this point, my mind started going 'Ummm, weren'y u sposed to be the Dipshit who pretends to know nothing bout working out??' so I didnt exactly lose it there, but i decided not to hold back: 'Listen, I know what I'm doing, and what my goals are.. You wouldnt understand the way I train, but I do... Dont bother with changing my routine, Ive got my stuff under control'..I dont even think I wanna bother givin him an intro to capo, since he'd probably say weird stuff bout it which would only serve to get me ticked off and a lil bit vindictive...

n to top it off, I dont think he has the slightest HINT of how to behave in a gym.. i mean, im not saying u shud know which is ur shrimp fork and how to use a napkin, but u have to be aware of others' around u... YOU DONT GO UP TO SOMEONE IN THE MIDDLE OF A F***ING BENCH PRESS AND ASK THEM FOR THE TIME!!! AND YOU DONT START SULKING IF HE DOESNT GIVE YOU AN IMMEDIATE REPLY!!! AND YOU CAN LOOK AT THE DAMNED CLOCK FOR YOURSELF!!! oh n lemme add, for no reason at all, he starts gettin cocky n tellin me 'Just gimme 1 month in the gym, and I'll be great friends with everyone here and be much more social than u r n will know so many ppl'.. uummm ok.. like I even care, dude... :s.. i mean, i enjoy makin friends n all, especially with hot chicks with a common interest in workin out (ahem, ahem..), but my main reason for joinin the gym is to get in there, go thru my workouts, and get the heck outta there n attend to other stuff...

That was the end of that... but wuts pissing off is being picked on for having weight issues and being bulky... Hey, I can pick on ppl for being scrawny too, but I know everyone's different, just cuz ppl arent like u doesnt mean its bad... n most importantly, i'm not the kind of person who prefers socializing by picking on others' weaknesses... Apparently he thinks he's back in high school where ppl respect the bully... I guess im just waiting for the instant when things get out of hand and I can finally put to good use the few lessons in boxing I got from my aussie friend... but ive gotta be mature bout it, since I've got a reputation at the gym, and I dont wanna start fights there.... Heck mann, the gym's where I do most of my socializing.. not to mention, meet all the women.. but i digress...

I guess all im going to do the next time he starts acting idiotic is deliver a warning: Either learn to speak politely in public with the proper etiquettes, or dont bother comin up to me... I know most of the folks I know out there wud have knocked this guy's teeth out by now, but I actually prefer non-violence to the alternative.. n also that i like the current image i have at the gym... Plus I believe in the following quote I read off somewhere in Wikipedia:

- 'Violence is the last resort of a fool'


GRrrrr!!! This is SO Pissing OFF!!! Maybe I should just stop thinking and let him have it the next time he frustrates me...