IMCT Weight-Lifting Club

[Wolter]

A Gutterworm is unfolding...

You're missing one of the criteria—contrariness. I think this exchange has been amicable enough.

Exactly. This is just sheer, joyous GNDA. Pretty garden-level variety.

[Dr. Medulla]

Charlestoon?

Charlestoon sounds like a really awful homemade candy—some kind of dried fruit covered in baker's chocolate.

[Wolter]

Charlestoon?

Charlestoon sounds like a really awful homemade candy—some kind of dried fruit covered in baker's chocolate.

Kinda.

I like South Saskatcholina. Makes me homesick for that Holy Province, the Paris of the Salt Marsh Praries.

[Dr. Medulla]

that Holy Province, the Paris of the Salt Marsh Praries.

The Roughriders once drafted an American player who refused to sign, stating that he needed to play in a place "closer to God." They traded him to Toronto, which he happily accepted.

[threecoffins]

that Holy Province, the Paris of the Salt Marsh Praries.

The Roughriders once drafted an American player who refused to sign, stating that he needed to play in a place "closer to God." They traded him to Toronto, which he happily accepted.

HA! Poor fuck.

[101Walterton]

Cant do weights did far tooo many too young and added to a life of rugby my wrists and shoulders cant take any weight

[JohnnyClash]

Push ups are the one exercise routine that I fear and dread the most. There's something about the burn in the chest from push ups that is worse than any other. That said, I'm up to doing 120 in a single set.

All the way down, touch your chest, all the way back up? 120?
I must say I'm impressed. And here I thought you were just this enormous brain.

My personal best on bench is 250, but that was back in high school. These days 220 would probably be my max, but I don't know for sure because I don't want to hurt myself in some vain attempt to prove something that means nothing.

My current workout is 185 X 12; 195 X 10; 205 X 6.

But when I started this thread I thought I'd get more answers like Wolter's.

[Dr. Medulla]

All the way down, touch your chest, all the way back up? 120?

Alas, no. I'm talking about halfsies—where the arms are at a bit more than a ninety degree angle (I dunno, the chest is maybe three or four inches from the ground?). All the way down is probably more in the 70-80 range.

My personal best on bench is 250, but that was back in high school. These days 220 would probably be my max, but I don't know for sure because I don't want to hurt myself in some vain attempt to prove something that means nothing.

That's pretty much where I am. I've stopped adding weight to my free weights and haven't increased the reps of any routine in about two years. As is, I'm waiting for that day when I get sloppy and hurt myself, perhaps enough to end that type of exercise for me. Every time I go out for my bike ride, there's a voice in my head that says, "You're going to fuck up your leg today." I've gone thousands of kilometres on my bike, but every time I have this nagging fear that something is going to blow.

[telescream]

When i saw the title of this thread, some sickening photos of Carrot Top lifting weights were called to mind.
Who was the sick bastard who posted those?!