You try but fail to lift the lightest weight

I position myself at the weightlifting station as Luis slides off the weights he was using and puts on a new set, significantly lighter. I try to lift the weights - but can't get anywhere near the distance off the ground necessary to deadlift.

Luis stifles a smirk, and guides me as I put the weights back on the floor. "That was great, man," he says, and I can feel his hot breath against my ear. I'm suddenly aware of how much stronger his body is than mine: his arms, sturdily gripping mine, can guide this weight to the floor with ease. "Well, at least for a first time. You'll get better."

"I'm gonna go to the sauna for a bit. Do you wanna come?"