By Pickle
No sooner had I agreed, then he went over to a counter at the side of the barn and took something from it. It was Pravilo wrist cuffs. I’d seen this Russian workout machine that stretches you out with weights while you do exercises designed to be done on the machine. When I saw it on YouTube I couldn’t resist going to their American distributor’s web site. The more I checked it out, the more I knew I had to have one. I caved in and bought the whole set-up. It took half a day to get the thing set up when it arrived, even with Steve’s help. It was one of the few pieces of exercise equipment I had that I’d not bought second hand. It’s a cross between working out and going to the chiropractor all-in-one. The cuffs are really comfortable and don’t crush the heel of your thumb into the palm of your hand the way a lot of suspension wrist cuffs do.
Stevey boy came over and said “Your wrists, soldier!” I lifted my arms out in front of me and held them there while he strapped the specialized cuffs on them. He then reached into his duffle bag, routed around a bit, and came out with a short, metal spreader bar, with a chain attached to each end, and a ring in the centre of the chain. He walked over to the switch for my electric winch and lowered it to his chest and hooked the spreader bar onto it. He then brought it a few feet over to hold it in front of me, and grinned.
