As the title so eloquently states, I am now glad to say that we finally have bags in the gym. Well, technically, I didn’t put them up yet but they are physically in the gym which was not an end results that came without an adventure for me to tell. I’ll try to keep it short. Last week I walked into the “Ring to Cage” store with the intent of making the owner’s pockets a little bit fatter than they were before my arrival. I ordered a bunch of equipment I knew we would need, including a variety of about 10 bags. I paid for them and then informed them that I was coming back the following week (today) to pick them up. Now most of my students know the car I drive….and there’s no way I can fit even one of these bags in there so I had to borrow a friend’s (my mechanic) pick up truck. Of course it was raining cats and dogs, so the salesmen who were putting the bags in the back of the truck had the ‘great’ idea to put them in plastic so they wouldn’t get wet. Only issue is the plastic bags only covered 1/4 of each bag. So here I am doing 40 mph in a 65 mph highway with cars honking at me and flipping me the middle finger while I carefully keep looking back to make sure the plastic bags doesn’t fly out causes an accident that would put me on the 10 o’clock news.
I finally get to the gym, I get outta my car and the crossing guard is staring at me, asking me from across the street if I was seriously going to unload the whole truck by myself. That’s when I realized I hadn’t thought these through. The worst part wasn’t carrying those five 100 lbs bags (or the other 5 which weren’t much lighter) inside the store….The worst part was getting those bags off the trucks to begin with, in the rain, while trying not to let them touch the wet floor…..BY MYSELF. Anyway….I did it and here are the pictures to prove it.