Also - regarding the end goal - get a load of this:
At the supermarket I go to, there's this little chick.
Think she's the manager or some shit, cause she dresses in a suit, not the regular uniform, and she's always telling other workers what to do and shit.
I've been eyeballing her, since - fucking forever.
Well, about 18 months, since I started shopping there.
No joy.
Until now.
I saw her clocking me the other day, and just fuckin' knew, this biznatch wants me to turn her minge into hamburger meat.
Now, until now - nuh.
Forget it.
She'd see me clocking her, and I'd get the immediate dismissal vibe.
But now - she is DTF!!
She's Down To FOCK.
Anyhow, I was in fetching some grocery today, and I'm on my way down an aisle.
She's about to make her way up that very aisle, clocks me, suddenly, stops - rooted to the motherfuckin' fuckin' spot - gives me the cow eyes,
Then her eyes hit the ground, all submissive and shit - like this:
I walk right up to her, don't touch her but - full frontal up close kind of deal, just to let her know - you know - she can get this delicious meat.
Then I finish my grocery shopping like a boss.
It's just a matter of time until I ski them pink slopes.
Take this biznatch to pound town.
Give her the piping of a lifetime.
Sumo deadlifts, RDL style, are also going awesome.
But I could never be doing them, without the invaluable "tightening up" advice, deep breath and hold technique, that I now apply to all my lifts - got right here at the sherdogs.
I think they might hit the glutes/azz, hardest, out of all the exercises.
Strength to strength, that's where I'm going.
Oorah!