A Painful Weightlifting Tip

Not that kind of tip

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I started working out with my 23-year-old son in my basement gym a couple of months ago. It’s been good for both of us. I’m training harder, we talk more, and we laugh lots. We sure had a good laugh over a weightlifting tale of woe of mine from many years past.

My son’s girlfriend and my daughter had come downstairs to …