The other day at the gym, I was doing some dumbbell presses. While doing them, it occured to me that I was using the exact same weight on the exact same exercise as I did when I was 18 years old. It’s not like I’m lifting massive poundages or anything, but it was neat to realize there has at least not been a dropoff. It also gave me a bit of deja vu of my lifting during my college days.
I lifted at a smaller gym during college. In hindsight, I didn’t really know what I was doing, but I did lift regularly and enjoy it. I remember one person that I used to lift with often. We would just go crazy on the squat, loading up weight and doing reps till we were ready to drop. It was a lot of fun to just blast your body, especially since being younger you recover quicker.
I think you develop a different type of bond with a guy you lift with versus maybe a guy you work with. Lifting reveals character to some degree. If you’re doing some heavy squats, no amount of talking or nonsense will get the lifts done. It takes effort and determination, and as such it tells a little bit about what kind of person you are. If you lift heavy with a friend, you develop a deeper comraderie because of this.
It was always a good end to the week when I would lift heavy with a friend and then go celebrate with some beers. It is probably because this mimics an ancient hunt to some degree. The men would go searching for game, expend some serious effort, and then kick back and celebrate. Those were good times, and I will always remember them fondly.