2/2/2012 3:10:50 PM - Steve Pulcinella Shoulders and my run-ins with fat America Shoulder and biceps day was more or less an uninspired easy for me. My freaking elbow still needs time to heal, I have been icing the hell out of it, taking the miracle cure fish oil like everyone tells me to do, hitting it with every topical concoction ever invented and it’s still the same. But I ain’t giving up.



Military presses:

Worked up to 105kgsx1 then backed down to some light sets of 75x5x3



Dumbbell side raises: 45, 55, 65, 75x8



Rear delt machine supersetted with band pull-aparts: 3 sets



Cross body hammer curls: 4x8



Reverse curls with axle: 4x10



My partner Bob hit a PR in his military press with I think 95kgs but in the process perfromed what looked like a little girl gymnastics back bend as the bar took a full twenty seconds to lock out. Quite possibly the most heinous lift I’ve seen in a long time, but he showed a lot of guts with it.



Yesterday I had some time off from the gym so I stopped into this local coffee shop place that I go to eat. I was alone and I always feel self conscious when I eat alone because I’m assuming that everyone around me thinks that I’m some steroid enraged criminal and therefore have no friends to have lunch with. So I go out of my way to be friendly and pleasant to everyone, well within reason of course. A while later in walks a couple of women, the waitress seats these two women next to me and I can only describe them as . . . umm . . . for lack of a better term, FATTIES. They were both your classic morbidly obese Americans, with the red, blotchy, heart attack cheeks, 28” arms, a large flowing chin and a huge fagunta under their beltline. They were close enough to me where I could hear everything they were saying whether I wanted to or not.



When the waitress came to take their order the one woman was saying how she was now “off breads”. Her new diet was going well and her human manatee companion was complimenting her on her will power. Since she was now bread free she ordered a LARGE bowl of cream of broccoli soup stating that since soup was a liquid it was surely good for you. She then crumbled a loaf of bread worth of saltines in into the bowl. Then came her main course, she ordered a roast beef wrap which came out and was the size of my forearm. As she bit into the wrap all this ranch dressing came pouring out and ran down her chubby arm. After she devoured the wrap in record time her and the other girl discussed getting a piece of pie and argued over whether or not pie crust was bread, because as stated before, she was off the bread. Luckily for her they determined that crust was in fact bread, BUT not much bread so it was safe. She orders a slice of apple pie with whipped cream on top and was happy as a pig in slop. She should be hitting her goal weight in T-minus . . . NEVER!



Later on that day I run into a convenience store to grab a cup of coffee. On my way out the door me and the few patrons behind me are trapped traffic jam style behind this 500lb dude who was waddling very slowly out of the door in front of us. He then drops the small bag of pretzels that he was carrying onto the floor in the doorway. He was just looking for a fat free snack and didn’t ask to have his physical prowess challenged to the very limits like this. As he struggled to bend over to pick it up he just couldn’t get down low enough to reach them and totally clogged the whole doorway. Since Philly is the city of Brotherly SHOVE the people behind me started pushing each other and calling the guy a fat fuck. So I quieted everyone down but turning around and saying, “YO! Shut the fuck up, he can’t help it if he’s too fat to bend over and pick up his salty treats”. I then said to the guy, “I got this Bro”. I then picked up the pretzels for him and flipped them over to him and walked out, totally dominating him and the rest of the dicks in the store. Jesus, all I wanted was a cup of coffee!

A big man requires a big flask,





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