Having said that, sometimes (and only sometimes) it can help. I don't go to the gym to impress anyone, I don't care what other people think, the only person I'm in a competition with is myself. But, sometimes I look around and think "if they can do it then I should be able to do it". I suppose it's a form of motivation. And occasionally it pushes me just a little. Encourages me to put on a little more weight, do one more rep, or even try something new.
Seated leg press machine |
Now I'm not really one for "maxing out" but I really wanted to see just what I could push. 315 was easy, so was 405. Stacked on some more plates and tried again. 585 made me grunt but still managed 12. I actually made it to 810 pounds. And boy can I feel it. My legs haven't felt like this in years. And I like it. I'm not sure why I did it, curiosity mostly, with a dash of ego. The ego is what drove me to keep pushing after about 600 pounds. On the plus side, I know my body and I know when to stop. I think that's the important thing. Ego is fine, to a point. You cross that point and enter the land of injury.
The other kind |
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