So I’m in a special gym class for the swim team, so it’s coed with the boys and girls swim team for my school. It’s leg day, and I was setting up my rack for squats. Now I don’t usually go hard in gym because I don’t care and I’m a 3 season athlete, I don’t actually need extra exercise. I only put maybe 10 pounds on the bar, and this twig looking punk comes from nowhere and starts laughing. Mind you I’m taller than everyone in this class, I towered over this twerp.
I ask him why he’s laughing, and he says, WITH A STRAIGHT FACE, “Women are so weak, ” and I almost decked his ass right then but I bite my tongue.
For no reason, he decided to continue, “Why are women even in sports, they can’t-do anything! What’s your max, 50 pounds?” And all his friends are laughing and telling him how cool this he is. So I challenge him to a squatting challenge, I want to see how much weight he can squat.
He’s all reluctant now, saying how that wasn’t safe for me, how I might hurt myself, but my swim coach comes from behind and says she would like to see it, so he’s like “Fine, whatever, if you get hurt it ain’t my fault.”
He proceeds to put 100 pounds on; I am trying not to laugh because wow that’s “a lot,” and the whole time he is struggling, groaning and making gross male noises, and only got 4 reps in. He sets it back on the rack and looks at me with smirk, surrounded by his douche group, and omg I’m about to just drop kick him, and he does that stupid hand motion towards the rack.
I walk over, and my team members ask me how much I want. I tell them to double it. Everyone stops and my coach is smiling cause she knows how much I can squat. My teammates are like “… Are you sure?”
And I tell them how I’m ready. So they put 100 more pounds on, making it now 200 pounds, and I tell them to back off. I then walk over and add 50 more pounds, the whole time looking at this white trash. He looks like a dead man about to pass out. The bar now has 250 pounds, and I get 15 reps in. I set it down, and I walk up to him, not having broken a sweat, and just pat him on the cheek before continuing on with my workout.
My teammates are all out, telling me how cool that was and how they never knew, but the boy’s team looks like they’re going to cry. I’m really sore, but I regret nothing.
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