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Rebuilding

I got my first set of weights from my parents for Christmas when I was 10 or 11. I got a straight bar with about 20 lbs of weights on it. I also got a chin up bar that went in the door frame of my bedroom. I think I stubbed my toe on the weights and hit my head on the bar in my door frame more than I used them, but as with many young boys my desire grow up big and strong was there. Jump ahead to freshman year in high school before I did anything closer to serious lifting. A few friends and I started working out with some of the seniors behind the school with a mishmash of barbells and old benches. We eventually got permission to clean out a storage closet in the gym and set up 'The Weight Room' . I remember after one workout being afraid that my arms would never fully straighten out again. The next day I had what we called the 'Coco-crispy cripples', where your arms were so sore that you couldn't hold the spoon to eat your coco-crispies. Today the same High School has a state of the art weight room with real equipment. Boy kids today are spoiled. (lol) Anyhohw, on again off again with the lifting through high school and college and I was struggling my senior year in college to get above 200 lbs. So now 20 years later I'm squatting what I used to curl and I'm pushing to get down to 200 lbs. Now I'm rebuilding. My schedule doesn't allow for much gym time so I've been building my own gym. A few years ago I got a bench and some dumbbells, followed shortly there after by a BowFlex treadmill. A year later I bought a basic Smith Machine, a heavy bag and a stand. My wife is very supportive as I take to the basement in the evenings to workout. For my 40th bday she suprised me with a set of BowFlex SelectTech dumbbells. These things are great! They give me a decent amount of weight without taking up a lot of space and since I'm sharing my home gym with my oil tank, furnace, and the rest of the junk in my basement I don't have a lot of space to spare. So while it might not be Golds, a few nights a week I sneak off to my dungeon weight room and rebuild. I like the results so far. Let's hope I can keep it up.

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