- I can use lifting chalk and make as much of a mess as I care to
- I can grunt
- I can swear
- I can bleed
- I choose the equipment
- I determine the ‘hours of operation’
- I don’t have to wait for someone to finish using the piece of equipment I want to use
- I can turn my headbangin’ music as LOUD as I want to
- I can even listen to Paula Abdul (oh, sh*t. Did I say my ‘guilty pleasure’ out loud?)
- I can turn off all music and train in total silence (other than the near-meditative clanging of iron plates gently crashing into each other)
- I can take my shirt off
- I can take my shoes off
- I could wear one of those Borat-style full body thong-y things if I was so inclined
- No membership fees
- I’m not bothered by the typical pack of hot, young, spandex-bound groupies hounding me for an autograph or an “all access backstage pass”
- If a piece of equipment is worn/broken, I KNOW it will get repaired/replaced
- No guy at the front desk trying to sell me supplements/clothing/etc
- I never worry about placing any part of my body in the same place that somebody else’s head/butt left a disgusting imprint of sweat
- I don’t have to do the same ineffective, boring machine based exercises that everyone else does or risk looking like a freak for training “different”
- I don’t have to put the magazine away when I’m done with it
- I have total control
Now I’m not saying anybody has to do what I do, but if you are anything like me and prefer to train at home for your own reasons, I suggest you high-tail it over to HomeExerciseResources and download a free copy of my 14 page guide to creating the ultimate home gym and find out how you can save serious cash on just about any equipment you’re looking for.
