Someone showed me an Instagram video that made my eyes roll the other day.

A guy was doing box jumps at hip height with a 135-pound barbell on his back.

Impressive?

In a way, yes.

Smart?

Hell no.

Why?

Risk-to-reward ratio severely disproportionate.

I happen to know of this guy. Used to be an international competitive speed skater. So of course he's gonna make such a feat look easy.

If I had any of my junior or pro athletes replicate this exercise in stupidity, you know what would happen?

I'd get sued.

Someone would botch the landing, crashing onto the box, stapled by the bar and break their face or neck.

Too bad nobody calls out such idiotic behavior until someone gets crippled doing it.

Instead, thousands of ​nitwits on Instagram press the "like" button while commenting how "cool" and "athletic" the guy, one slight misstep away from a catastrophic injury, jumping on a box with a heavy bar on his back looks.

Next thing you know, these mindless followers attempt his "plyometric" workout at the gym, oblivious to how they're voluntarily subjecting themselves to severe bodily damage.

This is just one example of our current rampant obsession with "sports performance" training on social media where the appearance of fitness and performance trumps common sense - and potentially devastating consequences.

One messed up landing and you're done. Nobody can catch you when you fall on your back and hit your head against the box, bar or floor.

If you're lucky, you'll get up on your own, dust yourself off, chuckle out loud how you're still intact and that's that.

But maybe fortune won't be on your side next time...

What if you bang your head against the floor so loud it sounds like a gun went off?

Wake up in a hospital next week?

With a doctor standing next to your bed?

Delivering the news you'll never walk again?

What would your life be like after that?

Knowing you won't run, lift, skate, jump ever again?

Bound to a wheelchair?

Relying on someone else to do your laundry, grocery shopping, returning an overdue library book for you?

What kind of pain and grief would your girlfriend, wife, parents, kids have to endure living like that?

Could you bear to look in the mirror in the morning?

Staring into the bleak eyes of a physically, emotionally shriveled man?

Haunted by your regrets keeping you up at night?

Wishing you could go back in time to that one moment where everything changed?

Would you decide to stop the stupidity knowing what you know now?

Just something to think about...

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Yunus Barisik