“It’s been a while since I did pull-ups,” I thought gripping the bar. Before I could count two reps, students surrounded me.
“Wow! That’s great! How did you do that?” A few pull-ups sparked their awe and curiosity.
Before I could blush, a boy jumped up and grabbed the bar. “I’m going to try!” he said rising a couple of inches before his body froze and his progress halted. I held his waist and helped him pull his chin over the bar. One by one the students tried and succeeded, with some gentle support.
The bell rang and I hurried to my next class. My arms burned and sweat dampened my shirt. But I felt genki; supercharged with no sign of brain-fog, feeling more superhuman than zombie.