Yesterday was Big Mike's birthday.
Mike as you may recall is the gym manager who has introduced me to training concepts such as uughh ( I think that's how you spell it) and the use use of added rust as a method of increasing training weights - real new age stuff. But hey he gets results. Ah I digress, Mike has had some major life stressors over the last week or so - get well soon Mom! and as a result he's been lying low..........monday night Mike calls and says "time to train" so we schedule a tuesday(birthday) workout of back, traps delts and biceps nothing heavy - pulldowns with 220, DB shrugs with 120's etc........and amazingly, about half way through the workout Mike started to perk up! ( Gotta love endorphins) - as a matter of fact 6 hours later he's still at the gym training people. So, I (you know, the "Doc") mention to Junior and the BJJ guys that it's Mike's birthday........"A cake we need a cake"the cheer goes up from the sweaty but good natured group. Well, I guess that's my first hint that I'd better aim the black saab toward the nearest grocery store and end up with a cake. Amazingly, The deli manager at the local grocery is an old patient and advised ( she's seen these guys) two (yes 2) cakes. I point the saab back toward DOCS and show up with enough cake to feed a group of grapplers and a 300lb gym manager. Junior stops practice and yells downstairs for big Mike, explaining that he needs help signing up a new member, unfortunately, the combination of personal trainer and bouncer provides Big Mike within almost superhuman ability to detect B.S. and thus he realizes Junior is lying. Well, Mike refuses to come upstairs to play and as a result the largest of the BJJ guys get sent down stairs to carry him upstairs. Yes, it was accomplished. Good fun and good traing for everyone.
The cake was pretty good too.