Yesterday was my gym's anniversary. Thus, aside from the usual gym activity, they held a number of programs and celebrations to go along with the festivities. One of them was arm wrestling competition...
I didn't plan or want to join this competition to begin with, however since they lack one more person to complete the competition bracket, I relented and signed up for it.
I've never been good at arm wrestling, since middle school I have never won any arm wrestling match with my friends. Due to my size and lack of power, it has always been a subject of jokes amongst my friends.
Yesterday I thought, well since I have been working out and to help out the organizers... might as well go for it. I wasn't scared, nor was I excited either.
When they called out my name for my turn, I looked up and there was this huge body builder dude right in front of me. At that point, I knew I wasn't gonna win this match, but I figure to give a good fight and last a few seconds. Little did I know... Right after they yelled start, my arm hit the table. No matter how hard I tried, it didn't seem to matter to him, he was just that much stronger than me.
In the end, we shook hands and I just laughed it off with my trainer and went home. I've seldom work my arms when I do my work out for the fear of them becoming too stiff for my Kendo training, therefore it was not a surprise to me that I lost... I was quite surprised that I lost so easily though.
Rest assured, this house of cards ain't crumbling just yet, unlike my arm...
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