Romanian Dead Lifts
“Be warned, I’m making up new programs today,” ‘M’ said when I walked into Terrio Therapy Fitness.

“Oh boy!” I said.

“I gotta turn my brain on and get creative with you, your knees limit me,” ‘M’ continued.

“Do I need to get out the hand crank, give your brain a jump start?”

‘M’ clapped his hands together and quirked his brows sinisterly…

“I’m gonna go warm up on the bike.” I said.

Twenty minutes later I read the first half of the new program ‘M’ had come up with on my chart while drinking some water. “What’s RDL?” I asked.

“Romanian Dead Lifts.”

“I don’t think its P.C. to go around lifting dead Romanians.”

“There aren’t any dead Romanians,” ‘M’ explained while he demonstrated the exercise.

“Not even in Romania?”

“Well maybe in Romania, but not at Terrio.”

“Well that’s good, because I don’t think the Romanians would be too happy if they knew we were lifting their dead.”

“I need to come up with something else for you,” he changed the subject.

“Lifting dead Romanians isn’t enough?”

“I know, how about the slide board! Get you ready for hockey season,” he said slid his feet side to side as if skating.

“I think you have me confused with Scott Borders.”

“Scott doesn’t do the slide board yet.”

“Really?”

“Yeah you’d be better than Scott Borders if you did the slide board.”

“Nah, that’s ok.”

The slide board was really hard on the knees...

“Ok, go do some wall squats with the medicine ball.” He gave up on the slide board idea.

“I’m impressed with that squat,” ‘M’ observed. “Does it bother your knees?”

“Only a little bit.”

“That’s the best squat you’ve ever done.”

“The medicine ball killed my arms.”

“I did that on purpose,” he smiled.

That was the ‘M’ I knew, quite the devil and getting back at me for teasing him about lifting dead Romanians... I’m going to be sore tomorrow I just know it.  posted by Matildakay at 11:37 PM