For those who don’t understand South Africanisms, an “Op Vok” is the old military training term that they used when doing extreme physical workouts. This morning I felt like I was in the military. I’m still shaking.
Last week our personal trainer was sacked for reasons unknown so we had to make arrangements with another. We just happened to be standing next to Charles, a regular South African bodybuilding champion, at the time. Charles is now our PT. Feel the fear. We had one session with him last week that I was a little concerned about but afterwards felt quite cock-sure of myself because it didn’t feel that bad.
Sweet mother of Jesus, he turned up the heat this morning. I don’t know who pissed him off over the weekend but we were there to pay for someone else’s damages or so it seemed. Straight off the warm up cardio and onto the weights. No rest, no stopping, just go go go! Next one, here, do this, do that, COME ON!!!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!! PUSH!!!!
I even threatened to jump on his dry Weetbix that he was nibbling for breakfast and fuck up his morning too if he carried on like that! God I hope he didn’t think I was being serious, otherwise I’m a dead man on Thursday!
It did feel great afterwards though. There was definitely a sense of accomplishment and he did reassure us by telling us how great we did and if we could keep that up we would easily achieve much greater personal goals than originally planned. I think we worked off the weekend’s cheats in about 15 minutes.
A very funny thought came to mind when we were talking. This is a distant memory now from back in day when I was working in Tunisia on a gas rig. You have to picture it so draw a good mental image of this now. There were two chaps, one very fit and trim guy, call him Mr X, and a fit’ish but a lot larger fatter chap, call him Mr Y. They were having it out in a loud jesting argument on who was better off and more of a man etc etc. Typical male pissing contest. This is how it finished off…
- Mr Y – I’ll have you know that inside this body is a young, mean, tough, fighting athlete just busting to get out
- Mr X – Fuck me… When did you eat him???
