I havn't escaped. Yet. Mwahahahhhh......
"Do you have any friends in this class?"
He must mean for spotters. I stare blankly at him. "Uh... No. No I don't."
He spots me.
I was falling down the stairs when I was done with my 30 lifts of each. And slowly the lack of strength is developing into a sorenss and pain.
"Is that enough weight?" He askes?
Aren't there lighter bars? I wonder.
The worst is yet to come. That is, its not tonight, but tomarrow night when the real pain of it will be on.
Oh that I were dead.