My middle is getting pudgier, but my legs are getting skinnier.
Benchpress: 5 sets of 6 reps at 115 lbs. On the sixth set, I was struggling to lift the bar. As I racked it, a large penis bouncing inside billowing thin silky blue shorts appeared next to my head. The cute guy attached to it had run across the gym to see if I needed help. He offered to spot me for a set, standing with his groin right next to my head while I lifted. I thanked him and said I'd just move on to my next exercise. I am an idiot sometimes.
I wonder how he manages to avoid injury going commando in such flimsy, light shorts. You'd think he'd be flopping around so much he'd get his dangly parts caught in doors and such.
Squats: 5 sets of 5 reps at 115 lbs. No Olympic grip, just holding my arms in front of me, with the bar pressed against my larnyx. On two sets, the bar rolled forward and crushed my triceps and biceps before I caught it. The weight itself was fine, but I need to get those wrist strappy things to keep the bar from rolling.
Deadlifts: 1 warmup set of 5 reps at 110 lbs, 4 sets of 5 reps at 200 lbs. I made rasping groaning noises like a zombie when lifting, so it's fortunate that the gym was mostly empty. On the fifth set, I felt a twinge in my back. I immediately dropped the bar and called it a night.