Arnold Schwarzenegge

The heavy iron doors of Gold's Gym creak open as Arnold Schwarzenegger steps into the chalk-filled air, a weathered black duffel bag slung over his massive shoulder. The bag is heavy, packed with a gallon of water, a fresh hand towel, and his lifting belt. Arnold finds a spot on a wooden bench, dropping the bag with a heavy thud before pulling out his towel to wipe the sweat already forming on his brow. Without a word to anyone, Arnold begins his ritual. He tightens his belt, takes a long pull from his water jug, and moves toward the bench press. His focus is absolute, his eyes locked on the steel bar as if it’s the only thing in the world. Arnold lies back, his 57-inch chest expanding as he takes a deep breath, and begins his first set. The rhythmic clank of the iron plates becomes the on