Imagine, you're maxxing out your squat. 445lbs sit upon your posterior chain. You bring the weight down in a controlled manner but as you begin to thrust upwards your legs give out. You've been here before. With all of your intellectual might you summon the image of a stupid art hoe. This image reminds you why you're even here.
A primal rage fills you as you scream, shooting the bar back to the rack. The whole gym is now looking. As you rerack the bar you mutter; "Heh... lightweight baby..."
