An angel began to sing.I put the DVD in and an angel began to sing.
BACKGROUND INFO
I went to see Driver and JoJo in Little Doc at Rattlestick Playwrights Theater (you should see it- their work is really good-no bias at all- their work is really good).
Post show I was talking to Driver...
Wait, before I tell you about this Pumping Iron thing I have to let you know that Driver is responsible for my one and only exercise claim to fame to date.
When I met him almost six years ago (we were classmates at Juilliard- he was in the Marines and only left the Marines because of an injury, now he's an actor and with my buddy JoJo runs AITAF). Luckily for me, he wound up at Juilliard with his discipline and love for fitness in tact. Not only is he responsible for my exercise claim to fame, he has also saved my life(literally) three times…the most recent was the other night…I won't get into that in this post...let's get to the claim to fame…
One day before class started I did 100 push-ups. Full on, guy style, 100 push-ups… because I was trying to keep up with Driver…I didn't keep up with him at all but with his encouragement I actually did 100 push-ups with maybe five 3 second breaks, even increasing and decreasing the distance between my hands from time to time. When I was done I remember running down the hall, almost yelling, "I just did 100 push-ups, I just did 100 push-ups." I told everybody who walked my way. I was on top of the world for the rest of the day. The feeling was akin to the few times in high school when I carried a certain very large(in comparison to me) football player up a few flights of stairs on my back- I still don't know why or how I did that. Thinking about it in this moment is a reminder that my love for certain physical feats is not new…
The day I completed the 100 push-ups is the day Driver and I became fake husband and wife. What can I say? He has that certain something that I look for in a fake husband…and like me he appreciates a good physical/personal achievement.
PUMPING IRON
If you read the post FINALLY you know that one of my current goals is to enter an amateur fitness competition in the next year and a half or so. I've started the journey. I am down 11 pounds (I can't tell but the scale says so and others see it)…still have 39 to lose, lots of strength and muscle to build all while maintaining my femininity, taking care of my knees and of course I have lots of basic knowledge to gain about what I'm attempting to do(I really don't know too much about it)-but I'm not phased I keep telling myself it's just a bit of work…and work never hurt anybody but it does increase your appetite- well, mine has increased.
Anyway, post show I was talking to Driver...
For completely selfish reasons I tell him all about my infancy in training (because I knew he'd appreciate what I'm after and give me a bit of much needed encouragement). I tell him how excited and obsessed I've become, how I have to do this and how I feel good because it seems sort of attainable and blah, blah, blah…
Like a good fake husband he asks me many questions including, "Have you ever seen Pumping Iron?"
Metch: No I haven't. I've seen clips of it but I never really watched it.
Driver: You have to see it. I own it. You have to see it.
Metch: Okay.
It's Driver. I took him at his word, it's good 98.6% of the time.
After a bit of celebration I found myself at his home, that night, gawking at his motorcycle and eagerly taking the DVD.
The 25th anniversary special edition. MOTIVATION IN DISC FORM.
Arnold all over the cover…he's one of my first fake husbands…oh buddy…I couldn't wait…I needed to get to a DVD player immediately…I needed to see Arnold in action, I was ready. My plan was to pop it in as soon as I got home.
The night caught up with me and then my schedule caught up with me and I wasn't able to watch it until today.
Good day. In short, in its entirety, Pumping Iron is slightly orgasmic. The slight orgasm has nothing to do with the men and their bodies(truly not my physical preference for a man). The orgasm has everything to do with the amount of work they all put in in order to attain the bodies they desired. THAT IS ORGASMIC. Commitment is orgasmic.
I heard an angel singing…okay that was just Liev Schreiber narrating the Raw Iron portion of the DVD. Clearly I need to order Pumping Iron II: The Women. Maybe I'll hear an entire band of angels singing...thanks Driver.
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