Chapter 28 - The Sweet and Bitter Life of an Awakened - X
'I was right; my suffering today is far from over.'
"Blerrgg..." It was the second time I had vomited that day. And only a few hours had passed.
At that moment, I had just performed the heaviest deadlift I knew of in all of history. Of course, considering I came from Earth and had no idea about this world's standards.
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The deadlift sets started "light," with fifty-kilogram plates on each side. That was because Lesley was focused on teaching me the correct posture.
"Feet shoulder-width apart, that's it! Now retract your scapula," she said as her hands pressed against my back, adjusting my posture. "Now, explode with force using your quadriceps and calves, lift your toes, and avoid overloading your lower back."
I'm sure this shouldn't be an easy exercise to learn on Earth. It would take a lot of hard work, years of intense training, body awareness, and good equipment to avoid unwanted injuries. But there I was, executing a perfect deadlift as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
I have to acknowledge that the way the old Glenn treated his body was impeccable.
I'm sure my success wasn't just due to my high analytical and cognitive abilities. It was as if my body longed for this. It missed the effort, the routine, the stress.
Another thing I have to recognize is that from the moment my internal energy accelerated through my energy pathways, my logical reasoning became even sharper. It was as if I had consumed several liters of energy drinks, minus the side effects.
"Let's increase the weight," Lesley said, holding a one-hundred-kilogram plate in her hand as if it were a donut. "Alright, ten more reps."