I remember the first time I went to a real hardcore gym. Everything was dirty, there was holes in the floor from dropping stones, no soap in the shitter or ac. The guys didn’t have preworkout drinks or aminos, they had coffee from the gas station and Gatorade. They didn’t have nice leggings - they wore old cutoff tees and basketball or cargo shorts. They didn’t have ipods or earbuds: the biggest guy or the owner put on a CD and everyone listened to whatever rock music they had chosen for the umpteenth time.
And a lot of the guys were really big and strong. Everyone was pushing everyone else, because everything was always a bit of a competition, down to the curls. Perhaps, a bygone era...
But I hope not!