“Enjoy it while you can because you can stay like that forever!”
"What's the matter little dude, your plan not working out as you hoped?" Jackson said in a condescending tone. “You wanted to show us a magic trick and you did. Now I’m going to enjoy the perks of being an adult with a body like this!”
"You may not be able to tell by the looks of me, but I'm 32 which puts me in charge."
"Funny, you might be 32 but I look the part," Jackson said flexing one bicep. "And I think I'm going to go try these bad boys out at the gym."
When Jackson got to the gym, he walked into a concrete and metal entrance that almost looked like a converted warehouse. Everything looked solid and the spaces are big. Jackson noticed a large area devoted for free weights with dumbbells.
After using Olivers membership card to get in, Jackson headed to the locker room where he sat on the cool metal benches and look around. He tried not to stare as numerous people come in and change. Jackson was trying to get an idea of how things work: where to get towels, what doors lead where so he didn’t appear lost. He put his stuff into a locker and headed to the weights.
He didn’t know how much weight was on the guided bar machine thing, but with muscles so massive he was sure he’d be able to lift it. Sure enough, Jackson was able to lift it with ease. He could feel his muscles burning, but in a good way.
Jackson didn’t stop there and continued to try out new machines, enjoying the burn he felt as he worked the muscle groups and the envious looks from smaller men in the gym -- if only they knew the truth, that would really surprise them.
After working out for several hours, Jackson headed back to the locker room to change and call an uber. As he took off his sweat soaked shirt, he couldn’t help from looking at his reflection in the locker room mirror and notice how his muscles looked even more defined than before thanks to the pump from the workout.