Renegade Gym

Back in the mid 90’s in a small town in Dirty Jersey, I opened Renegade Gym. It was one of the original hardcore, underground, warehouse style training facilities. The atmosphere was legendary, the results unmatched. Long before it was mainstream to push sleds and flip tires we did it. Way before you ever saw gymnastics rings in a gym we had them. Twenty years before it was cool to “train like an athlete,” we were doing it. Group workouts? Competitions? Record boards on the wall? Yup, we were doing that in ’96, son. As you approached the front door you… continue reading.

Twenty plus years ago I had one of the original hardcore, underground, warehouse-style training facilities. Renegade Gym. The music was loud and angry. The attitude was pure ruthless aggression. The floor, covered with chalk. The walls with blood. The closet doors had holes in them. Some from a headbutt before a new PR attempt. Others from the many scuffles that broke out during an intense squat day. This was not a place you came to “exercise,” or “work out.” You came to train. continue reading.