Heights of The Legendary Royal Enfield BULLET !
1. If any motorbike has 5 litres petrol and a BULLET has 5 litres petrol,the BULLET has more Petrol than the other bike.
2. There is no theory of motorbike revolution. Just a list of jap-crap that the BULLET has allowed to live.
3. BULLET is the reason, Tata's after buying Jaguar are still afraid to enter the motorbike segment.
4. When a BULLET moves forward, it is not moving.It is pushing the Earth backwards.
5. If you Google search "BULLET bad bike" you will generate zero results. It just doesn't happen.
6. Contrary to popular belief, the Titanic didn't hit an iceberg. The ship was off course and accidentally ran into a BULLET which was thumping some sea waves!
7. The First Law of Thermodynamics states that energy can neither be created nor destroyed... unless it meets the BULLET
8. There are only two things that can cut diamonds: other diamonds, and BULLET.
9. The BULLET can go around the earth so fast, that it's headlights can read its rear numberplate in one throttle.
10. Riding Bullets on Beachsides has been banned. The tsunamis were killing people.
11. The 11th commandment is “Thou shalt not piss off the Royal Enfield BULLET” This commandment is rarely enforced, as it is impossible to accomplish.
12. The RE BULLET is "The best a man can get"
Thump PROUD folks!
Cheers,
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
An Insane pain....!
So you are done with your lifts, you are all pumped up. Throw out your sweat shirt and you start curling with your tank top on like no tomorrow. People are looking; intensity is hitting you harder and harder.
You say screw this, walk over to the leg press. Throw in 8 plates on each side say let me show off some more. Then you start repping. You want to drop set. You start hitting it, four ...five .... eight ... ten twelve .... drop the weight.
You start focusing, random fleeting images of your life in front of you. Your brain is cranking up and your legs seem to have a life of its own. Nine ten ... eleven twelve.... its 24 reps done and you are still pushing.
Its starting to pinch, your knees are shaking.... you feel the pain in your calves moving into the tie ins of your hamstrings. Three four five.... your inner quads cry - stop, I am gonna give way, you knees are shivering and throbbing. Eight ... nine.... shit bro I can't I really can’t.... your partner is screaming, light weight...light weight and you are gassing out.
Six plates are left, you take a 6 second breather you see the truth of life unfold right in front of your eyes. You see why you got into this sport, the women that drool, the attention - guys asking you each time you hit a club.... the ego inflating like a hypertrophic muscle group. And you start pushing, four ...five ... shit hurts again, focus nigga ...focus. You can do this too - you got this far didn’t you?
Eight ...nine its 33 reps done, 3 reps remain and 12 plates on the rack.You are not able to do it. Wrong motivation suckaaa.... you in it for the wrong shit boy. Focus fucker this is YOUR life. The chics ain't worth it, the fame aint worth it..... its you...all you ... only you. Push bro...push. its all you now...all you -its beyond all this shit. it ain't gonna get you bigger or stronger.
Nine ...ten ....eleven ...twelve ....thirteen ...fourteen - yeah bitches i am back, drop set, 5 plates on either side (10 on the rack) push ...... eight nine ten .... fleeting images of the skinny you, come to life, push ...push.....
44 reps done, your body is filled with a cold feeling. Its 96 degrees of smoldering heat, there's no AC, at 100mcg's you are sweating like a fucking pig thats mating like no tommorrow. Its getting colder and colder, your head starts to shiver, you start to blink faster, your eyes burn with the sweat and tears. You have no control of your bodily functions or fluids.
Push ...push ...push 8 plates remain, the mist in your eyes clear up and you see the light. You see why this pain is worth it. You see the true meaning of why you put yourself through this shit. You see why you do, what you do, though everything you do goes against the basic principles of health OR wellness. You realize that you in it, for you. For that insatiable size driven monster that is never appeased no matter how much you grow.
Eighth rep, you just stop, your body is lost and your mind is shut down. You just freeze, with 500 lbs directly above on the overhead press. Your partner is screaming, you hear a distant voice, push......
and you push like you have nothing to gain
and you push like you have nothing to lose
and that is when you will grow, when you detach yourself from the weight and the pain and do this as if you were born to do it.
You finish up, you realize that your mouth is filled with bile vomit , the place stinks and you have a shit stain in your fucking pants.
Your partner asks you not to move, you lie down - with a myriad of images just running by like an old reel of film without a stopper. And you smile.
you get off the machine, put your top back on ..... even though your body looks like every single vein is gonna burst and people just stand and stare. You put your skull cap low, bend your head and walk away quietly.
because this is about you! fuck them .... they will laugh when everything is fine but when you cry .... they will move away.Its all you bro.... all you- only you.
One more rep - and then there is you. Do it boy - and walk out proud, but humble at the same time.
You say screw this, walk over to the leg press. Throw in 8 plates on each side say let me show off some more. Then you start repping. You want to drop set. You start hitting it, four ...five .... eight ... ten twelve .... drop the weight.
You start focusing, random fleeting images of your life in front of you. Your brain is cranking up and your legs seem to have a life of its own. Nine ten ... eleven twelve.... its 24 reps done and you are still pushing.
Its starting to pinch, your knees are shaking.... you feel the pain in your calves moving into the tie ins of your hamstrings. Three four five.... your inner quads cry - stop, I am gonna give way, you knees are shivering and throbbing. Eight ... nine.... shit bro I can't I really can’t.... your partner is screaming, light weight...light weight and you are gassing out.
Six plates are left, you take a 6 second breather you see the truth of life unfold right in front of your eyes. You see why you got into this sport, the women that drool, the attention - guys asking you each time you hit a club.... the ego inflating like a hypertrophic muscle group. And you start pushing, four ...five ... shit hurts again, focus nigga ...focus. You can do this too - you got this far didn’t you?
Eight ...nine its 33 reps done, 3 reps remain and 12 plates on the rack.You are not able to do it. Wrong motivation suckaaa.... you in it for the wrong shit boy. Focus fucker this is YOUR life. The chics ain't worth it, the fame aint worth it..... its you...all you ... only you. Push bro...push. its all you now...all you -its beyond all this shit. it ain't gonna get you bigger or stronger.
Nine ...ten ....eleven ...twelve ....thirteen ...fourteen - yeah bitches i am back, drop set, 5 plates on either side (10 on the rack) push ...... eight nine ten .... fleeting images of the skinny you, come to life, push ...push.....
44 reps done, your body is filled with a cold feeling. Its 96 degrees of smoldering heat, there's no AC, at 100mcg's you are sweating like a fucking pig thats mating like no tommorrow. Its getting colder and colder, your head starts to shiver, you start to blink faster, your eyes burn with the sweat and tears. You have no control of your bodily functions or fluids.
Push ...push ...push 8 plates remain, the mist in your eyes clear up and you see the light. You see why this pain is worth it. You see the true meaning of why you put yourself through this shit. You see why you do, what you do, though everything you do goes against the basic principles of health OR wellness. You realize that you in it, for you. For that insatiable size driven monster that is never appeased no matter how much you grow.
Eighth rep, you just stop, your body is lost and your mind is shut down. You just freeze, with 500 lbs directly above on the overhead press. Your partner is screaming, you hear a distant voice, push......
and you push like you have nothing to gain
and you push like you have nothing to lose
and that is when you will grow, when you detach yourself from the weight and the pain and do this as if you were born to do it.
You finish up, you realize that your mouth is filled with bile vomit , the place stinks and you have a shit stain in your fucking pants.
Your partner asks you not to move, you lie down - with a myriad of images just running by like an old reel of film without a stopper. And you smile.
you get off the machine, put your top back on ..... even though your body looks like every single vein is gonna burst and people just stand and stare. You put your skull cap low, bend your head and walk away quietly.
because this is about you! fuck them .... they will laugh when everything is fine but when you cry .... they will move away.Its all you bro.... all you- only you.
One more rep - and then there is you. Do it boy - and walk out proud, but humble at the same time.
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