Every fucking day I seem to have one of these guys approach me. You know the type, the guy who wants to sit there and bitch about everything he can’t do because he is injured. It’s like all he wants is a shoulder to cry on and you to understand. No, I really don’t understand. I bet I have more injuries than he does, but I’m not sitting there harping on them.
Right now as I type, I’m dealing with ischial tuberosis in my left hamstring, quadricep muscle trauma from hitting my leg with a 140 lb dumbbell while doing a rest pause set, and reoccurring A/C joint pain in my delts. But I don’t go to the gym bitching and crying about it, I’ll heal. My mind says I’ll heal so I’m going to heal. People who cry about their injuries are downers, stay clear of them.
This other guy in my gym, very nice guy and I have a ton of respect for him because he is an older guy in great shape, but he is constantly telling me, “Make sure you don’t hurt yourself lifting that.” Nobody needs to hear that fucking garbage right when they are about to perform a set. I finally told him the other day, “Damnit Jim, if I thought I was going to get fucking hurt every time I walked in here I’d have shitty workouts all the time. Quit worrying about me and just know that I’m hitting this shit 15 reps, so I don’t think it’s too heavy.”
Injuries happen, period. You stay in the gym long enough you’re going to have them. As you get stronger and stronger, you’re going to get them. There comes a point where building your body larger and stronger makes you more vulnerable to injury, not protected. The joints and tendons don’t grow with the muscle, your approach has to become different as you progress.
I use the sauna from time to time, I even take the occasional yoga class. I don’t care what it looks like, or who thinks it’s gay. When it comes to your physique don’t worry about how it looks doing something, and anyone who thinks it’s gay probably has a half-assed body anyway.
Be all business in the gym
Stay focused on your workout. Steer clear of little bitches who want to talk about all of their problems. Sitting there jaw japping is why they don’t look like bodybuilders to begin with. It’s not social hour for me, it’s war.
Now, with all of this being said, you can still be nice about it. You don’t have to come off like an asshole, and here is how. “Hey listen man, I need to rush this one tonight, let me come hit you up in a little bit.” Then after you’re finished go talk to the guy for a couple minutes, ask him how his family is and how his life is going outside of the gym. Then tell him it was nice to see him, shake his hand and leave. He’ll have respect for that, and after a couple times he’ll know you’re all business when you lift. Those little pansy ass convos about injuries will end. Yeah, I stay injured. Who gives a fuck?
Show no weakness when you march into battle… train hard!!