First workout
It's Wednesday, the big day—the first training sesh with my newfound training buddy. Gotta admit, I did a cheeky pre-pump before he arrived, you know, just to roll in with that extra confidence. The mirror was my witness as I unleashed a sneak peek of what he's signing up for.
As I finished the last set, the doorbell rang, and I was ready to dive into this muscle-building adventure. The pre-pump was like my secret weapon, boosting the confidence levels to a whole new high. The room was set, the vibes were right, and I was about to introduce him to a world of gains.
Explained him that our home gym is actually my room. He was cool with it as I expected to be honest, could've been a basement, outer space, or the Moon; as long as there's space for those pumped muscles, it's all good for him.
Loaded up on carbs for the real pump, 'cause you know, we're going for maximum gains today. The mirror's getting front-row seats to this flex fiesta, and the room is buzzing with the anticipation of what's about to unfold.
So here we are, ready to turn Wednesday into a carb-fueled, muscle-pumping extravaganza. Let the gains begin!
Alright, we're in the zone. I'm hitting those reps, steadily going up with the weights. It's like a symphony of gains in the room, and my training buddy is soaking it all in. But here's the kicker—I handed him my phone. It's time to capture some flex-worthy moments.
As the weights get heavier, the room fills with that satisfying clink, and the mirror reflects the intensity of the pump. My buddy's got the phone, capturing the journey of each rep. It's like we're creating a flex tapestry, documenting the gains in real-time.
I hit my training buddy with a bold move—I asked him to grab the oil. No, not for a salad, but for some serious muscle shine.
As I stood there, already feeling the pump, he started applying the oil. The room went from a workout space to a mini spa for gains. The mirror was reflecting this transformation, and I was ready to spice things up. With the oil glistening on my skin, I started flexing those pumped biceps. It was like a visual feast of strength and shine. The phone camera was rolling, capturing every flex, every gleam of oil, and the room was buzzing with the newfound energy. My training buddy needed some minutes to cool down. I mean, we turned the room into a heatwave of gains, so it was understandable. We agreed to kick off his training sessions next time, giving him a chance to recover from the muscle-pumping, oil-shining extravaganza:-) Looking forward to see those vids. I have a nice plan for the second training session, stay tuned…