Hello fellow readers it’s R. Today let’s talk about something that I was never aware of doing during the very first time I placed my hand on the cold unforgiving iron the day I got my skinny butt to the gym; And that’s form.
Before I was with L, I go to a really cheap gym instructor there didn’t really teach anything except basic lifting, fast forward into 5 months into lifting I was gaining significant progress we could call em baby’s first gains. Now another fast forward to the present day. The first time I set foot in gym with L we did a few moments of cardio then we hit the squat rack I was up first going for heavy and I swear L made this face the moment my ass bent over.
She stopped me at my first rep, telling me my form was horrible. “I thought you lifted? Lemme show you how to properly lift.” I felt like Jon Snow that day. I knew nothing. All the exercises I’ve been doing have been all executed with improper form. L corrected every nook and cranny of my body to perform the correct way of performing each and every exercise we had to do that day. It was grueling, and I felt the tension and ache as lactic acid crept in stronger than what I’ve been experiencing before L corrected my form. In the end of the gym session, my body felt like it was ran over by a truck of painful enlightenment. Then the D.O.M.’s kicked in and it was like ache city all over my body.
L’s knowledge and know-how of lifting taught me a lot about proper form. She still corrects me to this day. I’m glad to have her by my side ❤
R.
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