I mostly do philosophical pro-voluntaryist, anti-state posts and this may come across as a bit curmudgeonly so I thought a post on what makes you happy.
For me it’s a myriad of things from a nice glass of wine or brandy or a good meal, an open fire in the cold winter, a pool on a hot summer’s day, the love of a beautiful woman, a good day’s cricket, an interesting book or idea, new places, enough cash, achieving goals, of course doing a million different things with my son, and also exercise. For me this is currently cross country biking or the gym.
With regard to the latter, I don’t know if it’s a testosterone thing, but I don’t like many of the blokes who go to my gym. This is probably a bit of the alpha male thing, a bit of a generational clash and certainly the fact that some of the younger ones are a bunch of tattooed, plucked-eyebrow, sun-bed addicted, muscle-vest steroid boys.
With regard to my latter contention, I know the signs since I used to go to a full-on steroid gym in Cardiff in the late 1980’s and early 1990’s and they were openly sold. It’s that pumped-up look rather like having balloons under your skin and also on some of ‘em your sweat smells quite acrid. That and you make substantial gains fast and you can do more or less anything in the gym and get big.
Now I’ve been hammering away at the weights for over twenty years now and whilst I won’t set any records, I have some fair totals in the power lifts*. These are typically ignored by steroid boys who prefer a million bench presses and endless curls for T-shirt muscles.
Anyway I was doing some dead lifts today and over comes eyebrow boy and his mate, tattoos akimbo. “Will you be much longer with that mate?” and I couldn’t resist. “Yes, but you are welcome to alternate with me on the bar if you like”
Well they could hardly wait to show-off and put an old bloke (I’m in my forties, they were early twenties I would say) like me to shame. So chuckling but with no warm-up, eyebrow one approaches the bar and pulls on it. It never moved. So now stern he addresses it and heaves for all he is worth. Veins appear, grimacing noises are made, all to no avail. It’s not going anywhere. So eyebrow two has a go with similar results. I really had to try hard to suppress the smile.
So if I may kitty counters, what’s made you happy recently?
(* namely Squat, bench press and dead lifts).