Independent Stories

Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. The weights seemed to get heavier every time I lifted them. Up. Down. Up. Down.  I began to breathe harder as I lifted the bar over and over, worried that my arms would eventually give out and the steel bar and the heavy weights on the ends would come crashing down on me. I didn't have a spotter since I usually prefer to work out alone. All I needed was my iPod and a bottle of Gatorade and I...