Yo in high school I bought one of those pull-up bars that has 3 pieces: the bar and the two brackets on both ends that you screw into the door frame. You take the pull up bar and twist it until it extends into the brackets and becomes a tight fit and you're good to go.
Problem is I wasn't thinking and said "fuck the brackets," left em in the box, and pulled out the bar and got ready to put it up.
I put that shit up in the door frame and started twisting it until it became a super tight fit.
I put all my weight on it without taking my feet off the ground, just to make sure it could hold me.
Did that a couple times. It was fine.
So I go up and do one pull-up. One damn pull-up. I get to the top and it holds me and I'm surprised and I'm just about to say "swag" when the bar gives way and I get thrown onto this thick ass oak ass wood ass shelf I had behind.
I just laid there in pain against the shelf looking like a crumpled heap of flesh and bones
I felt like I broke my damn back. I wanted to cry. I couldn't even walk. I creeped my way over to the middle of the
room and laid down and just hoped God would take me quick.
Problem is I wasn't thinking and said "fuck the brackets," left em in the box, and pulled out the bar and got ready to put it up.
I put that shit up in the door frame and started twisting it until it became a super tight fit.
I put all my weight on it without taking my feet off the ground, just to make sure it could hold me.
Did that a couple times. It was fine.
So I go up and do one pull-up. One damn pull-up. I get to the top and it holds me and I'm surprised and I'm just about to say "swag" when the bar gives way and I get thrown onto this thick ass oak ass wood ass shelf I had behind.
I just laid there in pain against the shelf looking like a crumpled heap of flesh and bones
I felt like I broke my damn back. I wanted to cry. I couldn't even walk. I creeped my way over to the middle of the
room and laid down and just hoped God would take me quick.