Veins & Gains Crewneck

No reflection. Doesn't need one.

Some lifters fight for the 6 a.m. slot. He waits for the sun to go down, then hits the dumbbell rack like it owes him blood. Five hundred years of training and he has never once seen himself in the gym mirror. He doesn't have to: the veins say enough. Printed big on the back, so the late crowd knows exactly who owns the night shift.

Eight-ounce heavyweight fleece with ribbed collar, cuffs and waistband, plus a small No Rep Society badge on the chest. Roomy classic fit. Freshly printed in the USA.

Take the Joke. Leave the Ego.