I may have mentioned this before, but it’s been awhile, so for the new readers, I’ll post it again. It’s also kind of involved, but here we go.
To preface the story, I need to explain the equipment involved. The gym where I was working out at had received a new smith machine a few weeks prior to the events that I’m about to relay. I had used it for some shoulder presses a few times, but didn’t like it for two reasons.
The first reason this machine sucked is that the way you rack the weight was opposite of what I was used to and how all other smith machines I have experienced worked. If you were facing in the “normal” direction for the smith machine (facing the same way it is), you would rack the weight by rotating the hooks back towards you, as opposed to rolling the bar forward, if you can picture that.
Anyway, for most exercises, you couldn’t just reverse the direction you were sitting, because there wasn’t a mirror in that direction, and how can you check out girls that way? No, actually you couldn’t reverse the dircection because the supporting bars on the back side of the machine got in the way.
The other reason this machine was crap was that once you thought you had locked the bar, you really hadn’t. I noticed this several times as I would lock the bar back, but it wouldn’t feel quite right. It needed an extra nudge to lock into place.
Apparently not everyone knew that it needed that extra nudge.
A friend and I were in the gym one Saturday working shoulders, when we heard a weak “Help!” coming from the smith machine. We saw a guy lying under the bar in the benchpress position. Well, my friend runs to one side of the bar, and someone from the other side of the machine grabs the other end, and they lift the bar off of him. He mutters a “thanks” and proceeds to sit up.
That’s when the blood started gushing everywhere. We identified the source of the crimson tide as his nose. Apparently, he had finished a set of benchpresses (one 45lb plate on each side) and thought he had locked the bar into place. He had started to sit up when the bar started to fall. It came down across the bridge of his nose, or close to that area, then bounced up, and finally landed across his neck. It really wasn’t a pretty picture. Thankfully, the extent of the damage was just a broken nose.