T-Bar
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Today I had to take my wifes car to the gym so I could put gas in it for her. Well, my gym has this board with hooks on it that you can hang your keys on, so I did. After I got done working out I went to grab the keys and I realised that my wife has one of those photo key chains with a big picture of ME on it. So now everybody at my gym probably thinks I'm some douche-bag that goes around with a picture of myself on my key-chain.
This was after I wen't for 405 on deads and got it like 4 inches off the floor.
Oh, and the other day I decided I need to start upping the weights on leg-presses, so after doing a couple sets with 500 (my usual high weight) I tried 600 and got that like 8 times. So then I put on 700. I struggled with the first rep, but I decided to go for a second, I got it like half-way up and it just stopped. This is a full-range leg-press machine, it goes all the way down, so I had no choice but to finish the rep. Otherwise I would have been stuck with 700 pounds on me, screaming for help. So, I closed my eyes and pushed as hard as I could. Luckily, I got it the reast of the way up, but the pressure on my abdominal cavity also pushed out a ridiculously loud fart. For a second, I thought I crapped myself. And there was a hot chick on the leg press machine next to mine. I didn't even look over at her. I just got up, stripped off the weight and went home.
This was after I wen't for 405 on deads and got it like 4 inches off the floor.
Oh, and the other day I decided I need to start upping the weights on leg-presses, so after doing a couple sets with 500 (my usual high weight) I tried 600 and got that like 8 times. So then I put on 700. I struggled with the first rep, but I decided to go for a second, I got it like half-way up and it just stopped. This is a full-range leg-press machine, it goes all the way down, so I had no choice but to finish the rep. Otherwise I would have been stuck with 700 pounds on me, screaming for help. So, I closed my eyes and pushed as hard as I could. Luckily, I got it the reast of the way up, but the pressure on my abdominal cavity also pushed out a ridiculously loud fart. For a second, I thought I crapped myself. And there was a hot chick on the leg press machine next to mine. I didn't even look over at her. I just got up, stripped off the weight and went home.