The Whole Enchilada

The Kitchen Sink

That's what you call it when you have missed two training sessions in one week (I did walk 'round da hood everyday) and you cram everything into one day. Well, whaddaya gonna do.

So here goes. Today. Friday June 4.

Squat work up to 310x5, 360x5, 405x5
Benchpress work up to 225x5, 245x5, 265x5 (deload)
Deadlift 205x5, 255x5, 305x5 (deload)
Gun Show

Not bad for a day's work.

On a very exciting note, I have in hand a lease for my gym, The House of Health2. We are located at Grange Hall and Kemp in the Beavercreek Commerce Center in Beavercreek, Ohio. I have some cleaning to do and then we can start moving equipment in. We will be doing some remodelling as well, so, as they say, pardon our dust. The remodelling will not affect the day-to-day operation of the gym. Additionally, we will be open 24/7 as a key club! Someone asked me about the name, The House of Health2. So allow me to explain.

I started lifting weights in Gerry Bosworth's basement in my old neighborhood. Me and several other neighborhood kids. Gerry, or "The Boz", as he was called was an engineer, a powerlifter, a bodybuilder and a helluva guy. He helped to instill in me a love for iron pills (what you call 45 pound plates) that I carry to this day. Boz was a member of The House of Health, which was located over a bar on East First Street in downtown Dayton. When we outgrew the weight pile in his basement he would take us down to The House with him. (Imagine one very large man and 3 or 4 high school kids stuffed into a compact Olds Starfire). Anyone who was and wanted to be anyone, trained there. There were bodybuilders and powerlifters and all kinds of meatheads there. It was great! There were wooden floors and handmade "machines" and every now and then the bar downstairs would call up to the gym and complain about people dropping weights on the floor, dispersing dust onto the bar patrons (and into their drinks!) (And just to date myself, I remember when the first woman came in to train. The owners were going to train her and she walked in, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. I think the music stopped too. No one knew what to think of a woman coming into a gym. Hell, there was only one bathroom there and the locker room had no provisions for women!) I loved that place and scrapped nickle and dime to keep my membership there all through high school. It was a sad day when The House closed its door for the last time. So, my venture is The House of Health2 in honor of the original and the "2" is because it's the second, and if anyone asks, well yeah, it's a chain and there's a number one and a number two and a number three and...you get the idea (cheap marketing tactic I know). When I think of that place today I still smile and when this crazy notion of opening my own place popped up, well, the name seemed more than appropriate. I hope I can do it justice.

Stay strong,
Ed T.