Chapter 56 Sixty Minutes

• Sweat ran down his body in stream rivulets, as his body rose one more time, breaking the plane of the single metal bar he was hanging from once more, the gray shirt on his back clinging to his wet skin, the 45 lbs weight plate dangling between his legs like a obscene gesture.
• Inhaling like a man breaking the surface of a raging ocean, his body slowly, controlled, returned to the starting position, before arms jerked, pulling him back, the ascent agonizingly slow, but his eyes fixed on the goal, breaking the plane one more time.
• But his mind, his mind was elsewhere.