A lifter stalled at one hundred kilos for fourteen months
and blamed, in order: the bar, the floor,
the sleep, the job, and finally the years.
Then the caretaker, mopping past at nine in the evening,
mentioned that the grip was a thumb too wide.
The lifter moved it a thumb.
The following week the lifter told everyone
that the years had finally started cooperating.

The Book of Leverage 15:9