On Friday at 1730 I go to the gym and this is not my usual gym, but a different one in (very) central London. On Friday I’m planning to do legs.
So I go in and get changed and as I’m about to start, I see this personal trainer guy who I know through Scott and Donnell and this personal trainer guy (who I’ll refer to as PTG from now on) tells me that he’s going to train me today, because he has some time to kill.
So I says OK. And over the next hour I get the best workout that I’ve ever had. We do legs as I had planned, which includes squats / lunges / some twisty lunges / leg curls / leg extensions / calf raises, but we do them in a way I’ve never done them before.
And during the workout PTG also tells me that a) I should work out my back more, because I seem to be concentrating on my chest too much and my posture is quite bad. Also, b) when I complain during the workout because it’s too hard, he tells me that I should always work hard, because my body has good potential and I could look so much better than I do now.
Obviously I like both these things because they come from somebody who knows what he’s talking about and I like the criticism because it recognizes that no, my body of course isn’t amazing (like some people wrongly tell me, but thankfully I have more sense than to believe them) and there is lots of room for improvement.
Also during the workout:
- I find it difficult to walk to the water fountain during breaks, because my legs are hurting and they have never been worked out so well before
- PTG tells me that he reads my blog
- PTG tells me some first hand experiences with Marky Mark
- PTG asks me if I lay out my outfits for each day the night before (because I write so much about them in the blog) and I say that no, they’re all in my head, and it’s not such a big deal anyway, I’m sure everyone plans their outfits, they just don’t share this in a psychopathic way with thousands of people online like I do
- PTG gives me information on some other guy in the gym, who I kinda think is sexy but not really (I would let him suck my cock – that kind of sexy), but it turns out that he’s straight
So there you have it. The best workout ever, real-life Marky Mark stories, honesty and motivation. What else do you need from a personal trainer.
If anyone actually needs a personal trainer I couldn’t recommend PTG any higher, so do let me know and I’ll give you his contact details.
And this comes after my previous experience with personal training earlier this year (read Jack aka Aussie PT stories here and here - the second one probably being my personal favourite post ever), which had put me off personal training as a concept and I thought it was a waste of money. But of course I was fucking wrong.
Staying with body related stories, I mentioned buying the DVD for Real World – Las Vegas earlier in the week, and I should admit that the main reason I bought it is because of Frank Roessler. Frank is one of the participants and in my own little world I hold him up on a pedestal as having the most perfect body ever.
These are some pictures of Frank.
At some point in the show Frank says that he used to be a really thin and scrawny when he was younger and then he hit the gym. You can definitely see this in the pictures above, because this is not a body you can achieve after having ever been overweight / carrying the fat gene.
If you start from being naturally very thin, all you have to do is do your weights and build up the muscles on top of your slim frame. On the other hand, if you’re normal and/or fat, you have the extra step of stripping off the fat first before you start thinking about putting muscle on.
But even then, I don’t think you can achieve proportions like these (see Frank above). He has very big arms and a very muscled and defined chest (droopy – as Scott might say) but the boy literally still has no waist and no body fat.
This is not what Marky Mark looks like at all, even though he has a very appealing body shape as well. Look at the Marky Mark pictures below. This boy has big arms and chest and all that, but his waist is a lot bulkier than Franks. His whole frame is rounder.
And finally, finally, I’m sort of realizing that I do want to make more effort in the gym and be better, but I need the help of a personal trainer. And because I can’t afford one, if there are any personal trainers reading this who would like to train me occasionally – once a week? once a fortnight? – for charity perhaps (because I AM a charitable case) please let me know.
I'm going to Sydney soon and as Mean pointed out if I didn't have a good body I wouldn't have any friends, and I need to make some friends over there.