I didn't have an actual human on my shoulders. Humans are not rigid and do not come with easy-to-grasp handles. This makes them inconvenient objects to lift. What I had was a steel bar with big iron plates on the ends. The plates are heavy objects that I'm aware of in their own right as I stand up under the bar. They have inertia. They spin a little when I step backwards. And they shift in that moment of pop near the top of the lift, when I stop accelerating upwards. Black iron plates, clanking on the end of the bar, reminding me that mass and weight are not the same thing. By the end of the last set, I'm dripping with sweat and breathing hard.
This is one of the coolest things I've ever done. Literal freakin' empowerment.
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