I Hope he's not Hungarian

At the gym the other day I was helping spot a random, handsome stranger. After he squeezed out a few extra reps and sat to feel the burn I asked him what he was working on that day. And he said 'Triceps.' No joke, he then spent a good hour just working out his triceps.

How insane is that? My response that day would have been 'upper body'. This guy wasn't even a massive tank - just athletic - yet he's somehow got training down so much that he can dedicate one whole day to a single muscle group.

I saw him again tonight and he said he was doing 'Biceps.' As I left the gym and struggled gingerly into the cold evening he silently jogged past me. And without slowing, he ran down a path and into the night, his giant triceps swishing back and forth in the moonlight.

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Megan

ooh.. I didn't even see this before I asked about Hungarian men! Hmm... but perhaps you were referring (again) to the Olympics..

August 15 2008 - Like
Brad

Don't search YouTube for "Hungarian weightlifter olympics"

August 15 2008 - Like
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