P.s. MAN it really bothers me when guys half my size sit there and tell me what supplements I need to take cuz they take them and they're so good, tell me all about glutamine and pre-workouts like I've never heard of any of it before, and then on top of that try to tell me where I need to buy my supplements from. And then when I try and tell them anything at all they don't listen.
I also can't stand when people tell me about the stuff they just bought at GNC, I tell them some better stuff they can get for cheaper online, tell them to avoid GNC like lava, and then a few weeks later they come and tell me about all this new sh!t they just got at GNC! Lol. All of this happened to me today. And where did it happen? In the gym, of all places. My sanctuary. The place I go to LIFT. I need a shirt that says "My headphones are in, take a hint." Or maybe one that says "if you want conversation, go to a bar."
I don't mind a quick couple seconds here and there, bs'ing with my friends a little but don't come stare at me or lean on my equipment until I acknowledge you and then proceed to talk my ear off for 5 minutes. I'm not listening to you, I can't focus on your voice, it's being drowned out by the sound of my muscles losing their pump.
I wish there were some hardcore gyms nearby. Unfortunately I live in a city full of mainly big businesses, definitely a corporate town full of treadmill and stairmaster jockeys.
I would pay DOUBLE what I do now for a dim lit, all free weight basement gym with a 5 cd changer, no AC, and exposed cinder block. That kind of atmosphere really sets the mood.
Done ranting now. Time for recovery!
Just blended my 700 calorie post workout protein shake. Unfortunately I left my natty pb at work, so I didn't throw any in

And yes Michael I said blender, call me Blender Boy lol.