Dr. Bicep hasn’t cleared Bigg yet to get back to training. Soooo, here he is doing some box squats with the Safety Bar.
Also, per Dr. Phil (Stevens, that is) he is doing light deadlift holds.
Between Dr. Bicep and Dr. Phil, I imagine his rehab is going quite well.
If you want more, you have to require more from yourself.
Dr. Phil McGraw
Growing up, Sunday afternoons in the fall was one of my favorite times of the year. After a busy morning at church and a nice Sunday dinner, it was football time. I learned early on that it was completely acceptable to be in your own home watching the Vikings on TV while screaming at the television for two and a half hours. If we were lucky, Confirmation day fell on a good football day so we went to open houses; watched football; AND got cake. Score.
There were always friendly jabs between my dad and my Uncle who has been a Shareholder of the Packers since he was born…or shortly after. As I got older, when the Vikings would beat the Packers, I’d give my Uncle a friendly call. Being young and stupid, I didn’t realize the depths of fandom these Packer fans have for their boys. See, I grew up with perspective. I cheer for the Vikings, but when they lose, I’m okay. My life isn’t affected. At all. See how that works?
Not so in Packerland. The large majority of these people are nuts. Yup. Nuts. Did you know that many people here HATE Brett Farve. SRSLY?! As best as I can understand, see, he went and played with another team. Uhhhhh…hokaaaayyyyy. And after that he went and played for ANOTHER team. UmKay. Just so I’m clear, the man who allowed you people to finally take the bags off your heads can’t go play for another team who not only wants him, but will PAY him? Interesting.
And now we live in thick of it. And now we have Facebook. So during each and every game, the status updates light up praising or trashing the Pack. It’s something to behold, being face to face with the zealotry that is, The Packer Nation. Today will be a good day, the Packers won. And my Vikings lost. Bummer…but I’m okay.
On another note, if you haven’t had bacon stuffed peppers on your gameday tray, you’ve failed. It’s tasty!
“Athletic competition clearly defines the unique power of our attitude.”
Bart Starr
Volbeat. I really like this band. Vocal lead Michael Poulsen is the real deal. Deep, rich, and dark sounds let him belt out everything from death metal to Johnny Cash.
Enjoy the weekend.
I got into an interesting little e-conversation a couple of weeks ago. A gym had posted pics of their daily doings and I made a simple little comment of, “SRSLY?” (The above pic isn’t what prompted it BTW…it’s just another example of stupid.) Well, someone decided to take offense to my five little letters and let me know about it. Never mind how utterly offensive all of their pictures are of “lifters” lifting with horrible form or videos of people committing barbell rape with a “coach” saying ‘NICE’ in the background.
Anyways.
The person told me I was mean. These people are just trying to better themselves each day and I should remain positive in my feedback. Hokay. I’m positive you’re a bunch of morons.
Look people, you want to post proof of your lack of coaching skills all over the interwebz, you’re going to have to own it. If all you want is positive feedback, send it to your mommy. Or block me, cuz trolling you is all the fun I have some days. It’s people like you who keep the couch thread alive, many thanks.
But no whining. You posted it…you own it.
