Who am I kidding? Nothing funny ever happens at weights.
It's hard and painful and the new power clean bars scape holes in my hands.
Although, Jack's new pikeychavgingerfluffy haircut was rather amusing...
As was Wilko (Mr Wilkinson, you tall bearded dude) singing along to Queen. Badly.
And there's always the possibility that one of the weights will fall off and crush somebody annoying.
Also, training sessions are the one time I can reasonably be assured of not being annoyed by James Miles Lambert... lazy bum.
But, as usual, the prize for most amusing thing happening at rowing training falls to Sasha "The Russian" Zhukov.
Sasha is amusing for two main reasons:
1: He is Russian.
2: He it totally crazy.
He is such a dude.
Here is an example of our conversation. Sasha had taken the bar off the rack the wrong way, and was having difficulties getting it back on. After about thirty seconds of careful maneuvering, he finally suceeded.
Sasha (Imagine a hilarious accent) : We should turn this rack round the other way.
Me (imagine a manly, sexy, highly intelligent accent): Uh, Sasha. Why don't we just approach the bar the other way?
Sasha (Genuinely surprised/pleased by this comment) : Turn it around... oh yeah! *Laughs*
Man, I love Sasha. In fact, this post is devoted to him and all his Russian foibles. Like saying 'hardcore' instead of 'very'.
Eg: The water is hardcore cold!
or: This toasty is hardcore delicious!
Duhuhuhuhhuhuuuuuude. He's the reason I cheer for the Commies during History videos. That reminds me. I must give Mr Worrallo (DUDE) a mention in a later post. But not now. This is a Russian only zone.
On an unrelated note, I now have a new word of the moment: Womments. No idea what it means, but it just sounds so good. Try saying it. Womments. Womments. Its lovely. Womments Womments Womments Womments Womments Womments Womments Womments Womments Womments. That's enough of that.
Crush those Zombie skulls: drop weights on their heads, and claim it was an accident.
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