genemachine
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Dude.. that inzer double denim blew today. Not like a minor tear on the seam, but actually right down the center of the chest to my belly button.
The shirt was really a great shirt. It took me from 275 in November to 425 two weeks ago. It will be greatly missed...
However, the bastard decided to blow on the day I was going to nail 450 and for that it deserves to be burned...
no, no... I believe I'll hang it on the wall. The first of many shirts that I will blow out.
This is a very timely blow out, coming 6 days after I decided to dump 500 lbs over the top of my head during box squats. I had an over-night shift and needed to get some sleep that afternoon. So I took 2 Tylenol PM and woke up in a drug stupor... ready to workout. Still in a groggy drug induced coma, I walked it out completely crooked, and decided to go for it anyway. I leaned way to far forward, and when I realized that I couldn't recover, I decided to dump it on the pins. Shortly after I realized that we forgot to put the catch pins in, I found myself ass-high in the air with 500 lbs scraping the back of my head. The weight then proceeded to hit the front of the rack, and came back to bust me in the nose. I woke up in the arms of my lifting partner bleeding profusely from my nose. I also noticed an intense sting in my right hamstring. Nose wasn't broke, but the hamstring was pulled. Dumbass thing to do.
In the words of Hannibal, " I didn't respect the weight, and it punished me."
The shirt was really a great shirt. It took me from 275 in November to 425 two weeks ago. It will be greatly missed...
However, the bastard decided to blow on the day I was going to nail 450 and for that it deserves to be burned...
no, no... I believe I'll hang it on the wall. The first of many shirts that I will blow out.
This is a very timely blow out, coming 6 days after I decided to dump 500 lbs over the top of my head during box squats. I had an over-night shift and needed to get some sleep that afternoon. So I took 2 Tylenol PM and woke up in a drug stupor... ready to workout. Still in a groggy drug induced coma, I walked it out completely crooked, and decided to go for it anyway. I leaned way to far forward, and when I realized that I couldn't recover, I decided to dump it on the pins. Shortly after I realized that we forgot to put the catch pins in, I found myself ass-high in the air with 500 lbs scraping the back of my head. The weight then proceeded to hit the front of the rack, and came back to bust me in the nose. I woke up in the arms of my lifting partner bleeding profusely from my nose. I also noticed an intense sting in my right hamstring. Nose wasn't broke, but the hamstring was pulled. Dumbass thing to do.
In the words of Hannibal, " I didn't respect the weight, and it punished me."