Who’s Not Hardcore Anymore???
My training partner had been busting my chops for months. “You’re not hardcore anymore!” This time it irked me. I blasted right back: “What the hell are you talking about?” Just like what Churchill said, (“I like a man who grins when he fights”), I proceeded to load the bar up to 405 and deadlift it 7 times for a new personal record (at age 44), defiant smirk on my face the whole time. Normally a pull like that wouldn’t bring any kind of bragging rights for a 188-pounder – barely in the 2X bodyweight club – a mere minimum standard… except for one thing. A neurosurgeon once told me after seeing my MRI that I should never lift more than 40 pounds. Squatting or deadlifting would be suicide, he said. I wish that doc had been there… oh man, I would have paid to see his face. But gloating to my training partner would have to do. “Take that! Who’s not Hardcore now?”
He was actually impressed – and this guy doesn’t impress easily. I had never done anything close to that lift before -ever in my life – for fear of my 4th lumbar disc popping out of my lower back and shooting across the gym like a spud from a potato gun. Somehow I pulled the PR weight for 7 when my best only 6 months prior to this was 355. He recanted. Well sort of…
“I didn’t mean you don’t TRAIN hardcore anymore, what I meant was you don’t WRITE hardcore anymore!”
“What ever happened to those bodybuilding articles you used to write on the bodybuilding secrets blog? That was the best thing on the Internet – EVER! That shit was classic! Now all you do is that mass market weight loss stuff. Dude! Your last article was about…. WALKING! WTF? Come on man!”
I went off on a long rant about how bodybuilding secrets was just a hobby site – it never even paid for the hosting fees, let alone the rent – and how weight loss, not bodybuilding, had become my “day job” – my “real business.” He just kept shaking his head and busting my chops more. And that was just this particular Monday in the gym. This abuse had been going on all year long…
“Face it. You’ve gone soft man… revive the bodybuilding blog again!”
“Gimme a break!” I defended, “More people need help with weight loss than with muscle gain…”
“And besides, what the hell am I supposed to write about? I’ve been doing this TWENTY FIVE FREAKING YEARS – there’s nothing else to say – it’s all been said! You know as well as I do it’s basically just lift the damn weight, eat like a horse, rest and repeat… with more weight.”
He wouldn’t let up…
“Dude, all you have to do is write the same way you did back when you started bodybuilding secrets – I’m telling you, that stuff was classic. I never missed a post. That’s when I first became a fan. That was the real you. Let the beast out again, man… ”
He was on a roll at this point… (And I was knowing he was right).
“Worst case scenario, you don’t have to think of anything clever to write – all you have to to is write up these workouts we’ve been doing. You’ve been killing it lately – your training lately has almost been like the good old days.”
“How about that back workout you just did with the deadlift row supersets? That was brutal. Sick man. Start with that one. I swear a ton of people will start following the blog again.”
What could I say?
“Alright man, you got me. I’ll try. But you do realize I am the world’s worst bodybuilding blogger. I haven’t posted on that site with consistency since my last contest and that was more than 6 years ago.”
“Maybe you should compete again.”
How did I know that was coming?
“Yeah, we’ll see about that. You know I’m retired.”
“Yeah, and we also know bodybuilders don’t retire. You guys are masters of the comeback… When’s the next show, Tom?”
“OK, I tell you what. I’ll write a post on that back workout tomorrow. Watch for it. You’ll see. Hardcore training. Hardcore writing. That’s double hard core!”