Wednesday, November 10, 2010

weight lifting

I really like to lift weights. Several years ago when I no longer had an interest in riding silly bicycles all I did was lift weights. Believe it or not I actually peaked out at a weight of 190 pounds and barely any of that was fat. there I am tonight in our schools impressive weight room......all alone. I do a lot of leg work. I had already done some step ups, squats, calf raises, leg extensions, and a few other leg specific excercises. I decided to polish things off on the leg sled. I hadn't used this machine yet but how different could it be right? I was working out with 250lbs and finished the first set. I went to grab the handle that catches the sled at the top of it's travel and........nothing. Ruh Roh. I start to giggle it. Nothing. Oh boy. Now I start to panic. I have music blaring in my ears. No one is there. I'm yanking on the handle. Nothing. I recall saying to myself, " got problems. Big problems." Sweat is beading up on my forehead. My super hero voice kicks in. "Muuuuuuuuusssssstttttttttt hhooooooooollllllllllllddddddddddd weeeeeeeeeiiiiiiigggggggghhhhhhhhhttttttttttttt. Gonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrtttttttttt." Just at the last possible minute I realize that you have to pull the handle in AND back not just back. Could been squished.

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