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Originally Posted by mixmastermattyk
Well I'm a gym noob myself and I'd never seen anyone use anything resembling that. It was definitely home made with a tree branch, plus it was the crazy old guy who talks to everyone made it seem like the most bizarre thing I'd seen. Obviously I need to respect him some more if he's bringing in legit pieces of workout equipment from home.
This reminds me of a particularly interesting day for me. Around four years ago, I was in Las Vegas on vacation. I was training at the Gold's on East Flamingo when I spotted a couple of powerlifters whom I had met on my last trip there. It was bench day for all of us. Spurred on by the good lifting, I hit a nice 400 lb raw bench, capping off a (mostly) full recovery from a surgically repaired right pec.
After benching, JM pressing, and some other stuff, I spotted a wrist rolling machine that I'd not seen elsewhere. It was like what you described, except it had big fat rollers and a pin-selectable weight stack. I did a few sets and wound up with really pumped up forearms. I joked with the powerlifters with whom I benched about training for a pump, but it really was effective IMO.
Capping this interesting day, as I pulled into the hotel parking lot, a car in the lane next to mine drifted into my lane. I sounded my horn to alert him. He responded by cutting me off and getting out of his car, waving his arms at me. He was a skinny-fat guy, maybe 160 lbs. I was around 240 lb at that time, relatively lean, the previously mentioned forearm pump still in full effect, and feeling pretty confident after hitting the 400 lb bench.
So, I got out of my car and approached him. I looked at him, raised my eyebrows, laughed in an evil sort of way, and demanded to know what exactly he thought he was doing. He meekly replied, "oh...I just wanted to know why you blew your horn." I told him that that he cut into my lane, so he said, "oh, okay...thanks," and tried to get back into his car. LOL. Knowing that he'd have tried to push around someone smaller than himself, let's just say I decided to impress upon him the inappropriateness of his actions.