A Powerlifting Bar: A Short Story

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She can hear the thud of her heart beating in her ears, as a result of her drowning thoughts elevating her shot nerves. Suddenly, she realizes only three judges and her own abilities stand between her and her goals, and she refuses to let anyone or anything get in her way and stop her from accomplishing her goal of lifting twice her own weight. Ultimately, for other experienced power lifters this weight is nothing but practice, yet for her this is a breakthrough. Although others tell her she will amount to nothing, she intends to prove them all wrong by doing what they say she cannot. Rather placid now, she is sitting down getting her knees wrapped by her Powerlifting boyfriend, with tight elastic straps to help bear the substantial load due to the fact that it is her turn to lift next. Guaranteeing that she is well wrapped, he makes one last securing yank on the knot of the knee…show more content…
She scours around the platform for the middle sitting judge before her, he nods indicating that the bar is properly plated with two forty fives and a five on each side of the already forty five pound bar. She then wobbles onto the platform, steadies herself by bracing onto the bar, then swings underneath to flip her hair around and over so that the bar rests on top for her upper Trapezius, otherwise known to be where her neck and shoulders meet. She smoothly elevates the loaded bar, then shakily steps backwards to take her practiced stance with her shoulders back, feet wide apart, and core tout. Immediately before squatting, she must steady herself so that the middle call judge, a short, stocky man with metal framed glasses, announces for her to squat while making a sit down motion with his hand. Then, she slowly breathes in one last calming breath before descending into a sitting position. The hamstrings of her strong legs just breaking parallel with the grimy floor, to accomplish a marvelous

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