the shocking truth

You know those big heavy black weights guys at the Co-Rec are always hefting into the air as they grunt impressively? Well, I told Patrick that one day, instead of bouncing around on the cardio machines like a sorority girl, I would try to pump some iron with him and the guys, or at least lift the bar minus the weights.

I was joking.

Turns out those bars weigh 45 pounds and I can't even do five reps without gasping for Patrick to save me from agony. On the tilted machine, I can't lift the bar even once, unless you count not going down all the way. How pitiful is that? At least my shoulders hurt today, so I'm satisfied that I must have done something.

I have a whole new respect for all those weight lifters now. Here I thought they were just showing off, and it turns out they're actually doing something.