Went back to the outdoor gym to do yet more chin ups.
I've been on a mission to replicate Michael Jai Whites chin ups in a shitty movie called Never Back Down 2.
https://youtu.be/_KMwAOAkxo8
Anyway I like to train alone and in silence.
Suddenly these 2 birds appear. One Aussie born Indian, one cauc, in yoga pants and crop tops, they're going to do a session it seems.
Now this is a conundrum. If I continue I'm likely to be labelled a show off, if I fuck up because I've not mastered it yet I look a-grade douche, and I don't know about you guy but when I'm imagining mounting the pair of them like a lion mauling 2 gazelles it's really hard to concentrate on my form.
I revert to regular chins.
As I'm halfway through a set the Indian girl steps in my eyeliner and does a stretch with her leg up at about 135 degrees from the ground, mucho flexiblo, that's it, I can't take this shit no more. Finished my set and left.
Fuck this shit, it's a fucking conspiracy, I'm TRYING to do the right fucking thing and it's fucking impossible.
*Flips table with laptop*
Fuck this I'm back off to the shed...