Grinding outÂ moreÂ hours at the office andÂ family responsibilitiesÂ have madeÂ your alreadyÂ limited gym time that much more precious.
As a full-fledgedÂ recessionista,Â your man-caveÂ “third place” has taken on aÂ new meaning -Â lighter on the scoping,Â chest-bumping and goofing around – heavierÂ on the dedication and commitment.
An old-school your father’s father’s approach that has you re-focused onÂ getting stronger and looking for the best bang-for-the-buck moves to get you there.
UnfortunatelyÂ the commercial gym environment, replete with its single station dumbed-down paint-by-numbers circuits, isn’t contributing much to yourÂ cause. Look, no one ever developed any appreciable levels of strength, nor necessaryÂ core-to-extremityÂ systemicÂ conditioningÂ with their asses planted,Â orÂ crutched on machines. And youÂ won’t either.
But this is the predicament you face inÂ theÂ world ofÂ commercial fitness, whereÂ an overarching litigious theme ofÂ liability -Â the arbiter ofÂ your equipment choice and resultant range and path of motion, ultimately decides your fitness fate.
Now combine thisÂ with low-to-no-knowledgeÂ staffing void of the skill-set required toÂ teach the rudiments and nuances ofÂ barbell training and you have the perfect storm for fitness-lite mediocrity–A dumbed-down fitness that uses impoverished modalities like the leg extension, leg curlÂ and leg pressÂ to deliver aÂ recreational grade, just enough is good enough fitness.