I saw one tonight. At the gym. On a guy. An older guy.
Pup pointed him out to me saying, "I don't know how old that guy is, but look at his physique. We need him to be our trainer."
I said, "Let's follow him and you can do everything he does." Pup laughed. But he did press some metal for a few sets. About 100 pounds? I dragged him over to the free weight section as well. We did some arm dips together.
Pup mostly likes to sit on the machines and rest.
I shook hands with that cable and handle thingy that sits in the corner of our gym. Actually, there are two of them. Of course I forget the name. I'll get it and report back.
It has cables and weights and you can customize it for all the upper body muscles you want to make cry.
I think I might be crying tomorrow when I try to lift my arms over my head. That will make me happy!