“I’ve come to the conclusion the gyms are never gonna reopen.”
“That’s a really dark thing to say. They’ll be open sooner than later.”
“Well, it’s been three months, long enough that that’s the way I choose to operate from now on.”
Thank you corona!
You’re forcing me to refind my roots, and run with them.
If you notice me just stopping to bother using any equipment at all, and just murdering pushups you know why.
The gyms are never gonna reopen, that’s where my brain is at.
That’s how I’m choosing to train.
Hell, I’m doing situps/6″/flutter kicks consistently, I don’t think I’ve ever done direct ab work as a consistent regular thing inside the gym, that’s straight up PT shit.
While so many are making it like the lockdown (now lifting) is the end and loss of all gains, like improvising with what you’ve got is a scarcity, not an abundance, I’m choosing to just straight up look at lifes possibility here from the dark side.
The gym is never gonna reopen!
I have no equipment to train with.
(Even though I do.)
All I’ve got is calisthenics, floor exercises, dynamics, the isometrics I can improvise around the house.
Cardio?
Full lockdown mode. Jumping jacks, burpees, walk/run/sprint.
No bicycle!
(Though it’s likely to end up being pushups and bicycle. I’m content with this.)
I’m getting the lifting of weights out of mind as something I get to do.
(Unless I own a gym.)
Self limitation to calisthenics and equipment free.
Choose to embrace this shit, use it all out. Fuck hoping the gyms gonna reopen soon. It’s never gonna reopen!
/Living life accordingly/
Persistence & Tenacity