My coach at CTS, Josh Drake, switched up my strength training program this week. It included an exercise called a “hamster.”
It was 4 a.m. and I was just about to head out the door to to the gym when I checked the schedule and discovered the switch. I had no idea what a hamster was, so I turned to my old pal YouTube and put in “hamster exercise.”
Up popped a bunch of hamsters running around in wire wheels.
Alright, that didn’t work. So I punched “hamster exercise” back in and the search suggestion for “hamster exercise ball” popped up. Ah-HA, that must be it! Up popped a bunch of hamsters running around in their own exercise balls. Who knew hamsters owned gym equipment?
Okay, now what? “Hamster gym,” nope same thing. “Hamster workout.” Nope. Let’s try google instead.
So I punched in “how to do a Hamster.”
What to do if my Hamster’s teeth are long, or if they have babies…what does that have to do with anything?
Alright what about searching for “how to do a hamster in the gym.”
How do I suffocate a hamster while exciting myself in erotic ways.
I am getting off (no pun intended) this page right the f*ck now. If Josh wants a hamster he can do it himself.