Lifting the Heavy Timber

I dashed through the front door flap straight out into the brisk morning air, needing real open space after being cooped up inside all day! Right across the concrete walkway lay a thick, gnarled oak branch, twice as long as my body and rough with dark bark. It looked like a heavy training barbell dropped right in my path! I planted my boots firmly on the gritty pavement, wedged both hands under the thickest section, and sank into a deep squat. With a loud shout, I hoisted the whole timber beam clean off the ground right onto my shoulders! Balancing that knobby log on the move got my morning power roaring!