And by you, I mean me. And by me, I mean for the 60 minutes after lifting something very heavy, I can’t do basic math and am incredibly forgetful. Over the course of my strongman career, I have left…let’s see…roughly everything I own in every gym in the tri-state area.
Today I lifted a 210-lb atlas stone a few times, going over 200 lbs for the first time in ages, and it was very hard, and afterward, I left my purse on the train platform and got on the train without it.
Luckily the ticket taker wanted my ticket right away, so I discovered I was missing it right after the train pulled away from the station.
Luckily the next station was pretty close, so I got off there to make my way back.
Luckily I had my phone so I could use Uber to get back to the train station.
Luckily before my Uber even arrived, a train came going the other direction.
Luckily no ticket taker talked to me between Larchmont and Mamaroneck.
LUCKILY MY PURSE WAS STILL SITTING ON THE PLATFORM WHERE I LEFT IT.
Luck was on my side today. And luckily post-weightlifting brain wears off pretty quickly…just in time to do some writing this afternoon.