Why We Lift
I know that sometimes sticking to your training program can be tough.
Sometimes life gets in the way and makes it hard to stay consistent.
Maybe you aren’t hitting PR’s.
Maybe you wonder why you even continue to lift.
Maybe, you’ve thought about giving up lifting in order to take up some other activity instead.
If that is the case, I’m going to share with you why I think you should hold the course, and keep putting the time in with the IRON.
I want to share with you what happened to me on Christmas Day
My family and I went to visit my folks a couple of towns over from where I live and when we came back home, it had begun to snow and stick to the roads pretty quickly.
As we came to the last hill that we have to climb before getting to the turn to go to our house, I felt the tires slide just a bit as I went around the slight corner. No problem though, I just lifted my foot off the accelerator and since we were going up a hill, the slide ended very quickly.
I continued about 1/8 of a mile and found out that someone else wasn’t so lucky. An SUV, very close to the same size as mine, had some how rolled over onto its side along the road. The tires that were up in the air, were still spinning, so I knew the accident had just happened.
I quickly moved over to the side of the road and left my family in the car. I began hustling down the hill toward the car and I saw a head pop up outside of it.
“Are you OKAY?” I yelled to the guy.
“NO!!!” he said.
I turned my hustle into an all-out sprint and as I neared him I could see that his head was covered in blood.
“Is there anyone inside?” I asked him…
By this time I was right along the side of the car. The cut on the guy’s head was pretty severe and there was blood all over the place. I told him to sit down and cover his head and I would get everybody out.
There was a teen-aged boy inside the car and he handed me a toddler, who was extremely afraid. The image of his face, etched with sheer terror will be burned into my mind for as long as I live. I hope I never have to see that look in my kids’ faces.
“It’s going to be alright, little buddy!” I didn’t want to hand him off to his dad because I thought he would get even more scared when he saw how bad his dad was cut. Everything happened so fast, I don’t know what exactly I did with the poor little guy.
I helped the teenager out and I think he went and took care of the little boy.
Next, I looked inside and noticed that the driver was still in the front seat and her leg was caught under the steering wheel. I then noticed that I thought I knew this person. If it was who I thought it was, she and I had been in school together since first or second grade.
“Is that —–?” I asked the teen…
Now up until this point, I did not recognize any of the people in the car, so I was fairly calm. I actually knew exactly who the bloodied guy was, but it didn’t register for me until I saw the driver. That was when I started to panic, seeing a long-time friend caught in the car.
She was panicking a bit now and I kept calling her name and telling her who I was and that I was going to get her out.
Because she was stuck, I couldn’t reach her by just standing with my feet on the ground. I would have to hop up on top of the car in order to get to her, so I popped up there and told the teenager to hold onto my legs.
I was propped with my waist on the edge of the window and he was holding me down by my achilles tendon, so it felt like I was doing a sort of hyperextension / glute ham raise movement.
This got me close enough to her where we could see each other and communicate very well. She slowly shimmied around so that she could get her foot free and was able to position herself to get out of the car.
I had the teenager back away, I popped back down to the ground, and I had the lady put her arms up over my shoulders. I then wrapped my arms under hers and popped her up through the window. She had lost her shoes in the process, so I took off my coat and had her stand on it so her feet wouldn’t get saturated in the snow while I retrieved them for her.
She had been driving to meet her ex-husband to pick up her kids in order to visit her parents for Christmas Dinner. She was about 1/8 of a mile away from the meeting point, but the snow caused her SUV to fish tail and she said she was unable to correct it. She said the last thing she remembered seeing was a rock face coming at her and then the car was on its side.
What it looks like is that when she was headed toward the rock face, her tire caught a gigantic rut along the side of the road and dug in, lever-lifting the vehicle up vertically and then crashing it back down onto its side.
The gent with the gash on his head was taken to the hospital for treatment. His son, still very upset when I popped my head into the ambulance, also went along for the ride and to get checked out. My friend and the teen did not go to the hospital, saying they were feeling fine afterwards.
I must say the emergency personnel arrived on the scene very quickly and took charge of the situation in a very timely manner.
Ya know, in 1996, I met my buddy Smitty. Soon afterward, we were full time training partners.
I am damn glad that he made training seem so fun and rewarding back then. If he hadn’t I might not have stuck with it and been in the shape I am in today. Because of that I was able to help my friend and her family out when they needed it.
And THAT is why you should keep hitting the weights, even if you bomb out in competition or fail to qualify for that certification.
Someday somebody is going to need YOU.
They might need you to pull them out of a car.
They might need you to carry them out of a building.
It might be a friend.
It might be a stranger.
Or it might be your child.
And it will be up to you to be STRONG ENOUGH to get them out of there.
No matter what, keep getting to the gym. Keep putting in the hours, and keep getting stronger, because who knows when you might need to use it for something good.
I hope to hear soon from my friend how she, her fiance, and his son and brother are doing. I’ll keep you all posted.
All the best in your training.
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