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I’m such a wimp

19 Jun

My wife has been really impressive in her commitment to getting exercise in the morning. I can make myself exercise, but never in the morning – there’s just nothing about a workout that will motivate me to crawl out of a comfortable bed before the sun even comes up. Nevertheless, she’s been getting up and running of lifting weights in the basement for probably two months or more now.

Recently she was saying that it would be more helpful to have a barbell, rather than the dumbbell set have. So, to be a nice husband who listens and responds to his wife, I went out and picked up a barbell last night and was setting it up for her so it would be there for her first thing in the morning. Now, admittedly, I didn’t get the best product in the world – I just got something simple and -let’s just say it – available in Walmart. Because it was a Walmart product, I had to actually assemble the bar, which came in three pieces and had to be joined with a couple metal dowels.

So, I put it together and I was going to move it over to a good space to store it, slid my hand down the bar and sliced it open between my thumb and index finger pretty well. It wasn’t much of a cut, but it did bleed all over the place and this is where I have to admit to being a wuss: I was actually swooning and sick to my stomach. I think I almost passed out from nothing more serious than a deep scratch!

Well, at least I found the nasty part before my wife did – I would have felt a lot worse if she was the one to cut herself. In the end, it’s nothing that a good coating of duct-tape couldn’t make right. (the bar, not my hand – although, I think duct-tape would probably do a better job of sticking to my hand than this damned bandaid)

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Posted by on June 19, 2012 in Cycling, Personal Life

 

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