Santa brought a weight set!
When I was 14, my dad started taking me to the Gold’s Gym the was near our house. I loved it. Even though I was weak, OK, really weak, I loved hitting the gym. I was about 145 pounds, heavier than my kids but not nearly as muscular.
The boys have been swimming since they were five so they’re already chiseled from hundreds of hours at the pool. They’ve been begging me to lift weights.
William is going to High School next year and I told them they could finally play football. I think now’s the time to get them started in the gym.
It’s about 1000 degrees in the dungeon with the furnace going this time of year. They have no idea what they’re getting into!