Two wooden legsToday, when I was playing tennis after lifting the car, those six boys on my calf machine and so on, I didn't have the strength in my legs to take even one further step. Both my legs were like two wooden things, absolutely numb, with no sensation at all. I played mechanically, using only my will-power. Even then the boys didn't win. I won nine games and they won one. God alone knows when my bragging will end.
— 21 September 1986
Sri Chinmoy, My weightlifting tears and smiles, part 1, Agni Press, 1986