Country Club Crunchin

Well, at some point I made it home from Nebraska (see New Girl at the Gym for context), and I decide to lift at the country club gym one of the next days. Everyone knows the best time of the day to go to the country club gym is one to three in the afternoon when all the retired people are napping. But, today I went at the ambitious ~10am~ where there were of course a couple slightly constipated (only slightly) looking older people on some cardio machines making sure I wasn’t showing any midriff (heaven forbid). Anyway, it’s “back day”, I get fired up, I’m feeling strong, feeling hot, but there’s no overhead row machine. So, I decide to get creative and attach a row bar to the massive, mildly-menacing adjusting arm lever machine. 60lbs was already on, so I get a little overhead row set in. Then, I go to change the weight so I can do another exercise. Instead of being able to easily pull the pin and change the weight, the pin wouldn’t budge. A little confused, I crouch low to the ground and start to pull at the pin with some more effort. At this point I’m kinda starting to frown ‘cause it’s taking so much out of me to get this pin out. Then, I finally manage to pull the pin out, I even fall back on the ground because of the effort when I feel a long, heavy object thwack on my back. My eyes grow three sizes, in my head I’m thinking, “did someone’s grandpa just throw a weight at me???” I look around, and then get up really quickly hoping no one saw that it was actually the overhead bar that had FALLEN OUT OF THE SKY AND SMACKED ME. The cardio goers didn’t even wince.