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On the Preacher Bench

I had decided to walk to the gym that day, and by the time I got there of course it was raining. Hard. I keep a beat-up old fold-away umbrella in my gym bag, but I never use it because, well, real men just don’t use umbrellas. But what the hell, it was a cold, cutting November rain and I was drowning here.

Anyway, when I got there my pant legs and sleeves were soaked through, and the back of my jacket and shirt felt clingy and cold. Don’t you hate that feeling? I mean, why don’t they make umbrellas longer in back or something?