One month recap

Here’s a quick recap and a story of my first month of weightlifting.

My muscles cover my ribs now, my arms have grown, so has my back. One month. The first three weeks saw irregular protein powder use but since then I’ve regularly drank my doses. I started tracking my weights after Mario advised me to do so. My workout partner just recently called saying he could no longer commit, so I’m alone now. Finally, I took this last week off since my allergies made me sick. Oh, and Jay offered warming up for five minutes first.

Over this first month I’ve noticed the other weightlifters around me. Mostly men, some thick with muscles others lean, lift the weights while women and older men run the treadmills, elliptical machines and bikes, though women and men often break that mold. Two sights stuck with me. Will and I tried working out at noon one day. Seems that’s what a lot of other people tried that day, too. We waited for a bench to open up. A huge white man in a cut-off t-shirt lifted, well, a lot. I want to say 300 pounds, but whatever it was, it drew a small crowd. Same thing for a younger guy another day. He had maxed out the leg press.