Strengthcamp, May 2012
“FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! I HATE YOU! FUCK YOU!” I am screaming at the top of my lungs. With every shout I am hitting a padded massage table with a tennis racket, as hard as I can. After several minutes of doing ungodly violence to the table with the racket I switch to pumping my elbows behind me, with force and velocity. A violent shrugging meant to do harm, “GET OFF MY BACK! FUCK YOU! GET OFF MY BACK!” Again this goes on for an uncomfortably long time. Part of me wonders what the guys deadlifting in the other room… Read More »