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I bet most of u guys can't help laughing when they hear about muscle stimulators... well... I was like you up until yesterday
About a week ago a good friend of mine who recently opened a huge beauty center called me and asked if I was interested in testing one of his new machine, cause he was willing to target athletes and needed some feedback before.
In short I replied something pretty cocky kinda "you know, I've been BB for years, I don't think your girly yet pricey stuff could really help me... not even good enough for fat slobs" Hummm today wish I had kept my mouth shut
As you can see I finally accepted an appointment on the next friday (hey never hurts to try ) . So I went yesterday. Time for the beautician to set up parameters and here we go:
"Are you ok, is it bearable?" she asks while slowly increasing the power. Honestly it was (until then ) and I just thought to myself "damn that next 1 1/2 hour is gonna be seriously boring". So I just told her to increase to the max cause anyway I wouldn't feel anything due to my "super athlete status" LOL. "U sure?" she asks a little skeptical... "don't worry, I'm used to streneous workouts, I'll be fine"
So she leaves the room and I start to relax listening to the music that was on air while the machine ends up its loading. Close my eyes as if I was going to be massaged by some sort of goddess and start feeling a weak pulsation. Hahaha again in my head Then in a matter of 15 seconds a crash of thunder in my right leg! Then in my left... believe it or not I SCREAMED louder than if I had seen the devil... who was cynically laughing his ass off at the moment
When it came to the abs, it couldn't have been worse if a serial killer had been ripping me open live and pull out all my organs!!!
I had two choices in my mind: call the girl so that she stopped that hell right now and be considered like the worst pussy or quietly suffer... well... I choose to patiently resign myself to this inhuman treatment, telling me inside "you are strong, you can't give up right now"
After 45 min the chick enters the room to change sides (back after front): "so?" Oh fine I replied... "JUST LIKE I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE"
Damn can men be liars!!!
Today my legs hurt like they never did after the worst squat sessions...
About a week ago a good friend of mine who recently opened a huge beauty center called me and asked if I was interested in testing one of his new machine, cause he was willing to target athletes and needed some feedback before.
In short I replied something pretty cocky kinda "you know, I've been BB for years, I don't think your girly yet pricey stuff could really help me... not even good enough for fat slobs" Hummm today wish I had kept my mouth shut
As you can see I finally accepted an appointment on the next friday (hey never hurts to try ) . So I went yesterday. Time for the beautician to set up parameters and here we go:
"Are you ok, is it bearable?" she asks while slowly increasing the power. Honestly it was (until then ) and I just thought to myself "damn that next 1 1/2 hour is gonna be seriously boring". So I just told her to increase to the max cause anyway I wouldn't feel anything due to my "super athlete status" LOL. "U sure?" she asks a little skeptical... "don't worry, I'm used to streneous workouts, I'll be fine"
So she leaves the room and I start to relax listening to the music that was on air while the machine ends up its loading. Close my eyes as if I was going to be massaged by some sort of goddess and start feeling a weak pulsation. Hahaha again in my head Then in a matter of 15 seconds a crash of thunder in my right leg! Then in my left... believe it or not I SCREAMED louder than if I had seen the devil... who was cynically laughing his ass off at the moment
When it came to the abs, it couldn't have been worse if a serial killer had been ripping me open live and pull out all my organs!!!
I had two choices in my mind: call the girl so that she stopped that hell right now and be considered like the worst pussy or quietly suffer... well... I choose to patiently resign myself to this inhuman treatment, telling me inside "you are strong, you can't give up right now"
After 45 min the chick enters the room to change sides (back after front): "so?" Oh fine I replied... "JUST LIKE I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE"
Damn can men be liars!!!
Today my legs hurt like they never did after the worst squat sessions...