Fellow researchers, colleagues, and the scientifically curious:
After a decade of work, I am proud to present the following for peer review by this, the most qualified body of reviewers on Earth.
ABSTRACT
On the Existence, Persistence, and Transcendence of the Pump: A Single-Subject Longitudinal Study (2016–2026)
PumpResearcher_Anon (2026). Journal of Pump Studies (pending), vol. 1(1), pp. pump-1 to pump-47.
Methodology: The subject (myself) performed 3,847 pump sessions over a period of 10 years (2016–2026). Each session was documented with the following metrics: Perceived Pump Intensity (PPI) on a 1–10 scale, pump duration in minutes, ambient temperature, music BPM, emotional state (coded on a proprietary 7-point feelings taxonomy), and “unexplained phenomena” (binary: yes/no, with descriptive field notes).
Key Findings:
(1) The pump is statistically real (p<0.0001). I acknowledge that the p-value calculation was done on a napkin and then verified by a second napkin. Both napkins agree.
(2) Pump intensity correlates positively with music BPM (r=0.72) and inversely with “number of people asking if you’re almost done with the rack” (r=−0.88). The latter correlation was the strongest in the entire dataset. This should not surprise anyone.
(3) 14% of sessions (n=538) produced “phenomena outside the scope of conventional exercise science,” including but not limited to: shifts in color vision (described as “everything gets more vivid”), altered time perception (sessions perceived as 20 minutes were measured at 90+ minutes), involuntary vocalizations not attributable to exertion, and one instance of what I can only describe as a conversation with the barbell. The barbell did not speak in words. It communicated in weight. I understood it. I will not elaborate further in this abstract.
Conclusion: The pump is real. This study proves it. The data is available upon request (it is in a binder in my garage). I await peer review from this, the most qualified body of reviewers on Earth.
I have spent ten years of my life on this. I have filled eleven binders. I have worn out three stopwatches. I measured the temperature in my garage every single session, even in August, when the temperature was “too hot to measure” (I recorded this as 999°F and excluded it from analysis).
I am not a credentialed scientist. I am something more important: I am a man who has pumped 3,847 times and written down what happened every single time.
The floor is open. I await your review.