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PUMPING IRONY: Spring Fling
As I think I've mentioned before, I typically put my bicycle away each fall when the first snow flies and…
PUMPING IRONY: Age-Old Advice
I like to tell my young tennis buddy, M.E., that growing old is a time-bending experience: You wake up Monday morning, head off to work, come home, have dinner, go to bed, wake up and it's Thursday. Time flies. Whether you're having fun or not.
PUMPING IRONY: Peer Pressure
Mr. Parkour (AKA my son) has been on a bit of a fitness jag this week and, because I'm the…
PUMPING IRONY: Don’t Forget the Beer
We're getting our annual January thaw in February this year. The weekend brought balmy temps in the 30s, and I took advantage…
PUMPING IRONY: Temporary Insanity
I had a curious urge this past weekend to pull on my sneakers and go jogging down West River Road. This is…
PUMPING IRONY: I’m No Dumbbell
For a brief period in my teen years, I had a friend who owned a set of barbells. It must have…
PUMPING IRONY: Hurts So Good
True to form, I overdid it a little yesterday at the gym (gotta scale back my reps on those 350-pound…
PUMPING IRONY: Ya Say Ya Want a Resolution . . .
I've been avoiding the gym these past couple of weeks so that I could make a resolution to get back to the gym in 2011. And guess what?
PUMPING IRONY: In Praise of Anonymity
Wednesday's workout left me with some nasty DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness), so I decided to take it easy Friday…
PUMPING IRONY: Plenty in Reserve
Winter has arrived in the form of wet snow and icy sidewalks, so I've retired my bicycle for the duration and have been making the 1-mile trek across the river to my office on foot. I do this each morning with some trepidation, but my knee seems to be improving.
PUMPING IRONY: Good Vibrations
When you get to be my age, it's natural to want to gain a little edge here and there against the inevitable forces of physical and mental decline.
PUMPING IRONY: Immune to Logic
I've been battling a bit of a cold for the past few weeks, somehow managing to keep it at bay…
PUMPING IRONY: Sixteen Tons
There's a scene in Shane, one of my favorite westerns, in which the gunslinger Shane (played by Alan Ladd) and…
PUMPING IRONY: Dock of Ages
A week ago, this knee thing had me a little worried, but it's been improving pretty steadily in the past…
PUMPING IRONY: Healthy Pessimism
The problem with optimism is that it gets you all optimistic. And then you do something you have no business doing.…
PUMPING IRONY: A Knee-Jerk Reaction
My knee has been killing me lately — a result, I'm guessing, of packing and schlepping a houseful of stuff from our former abode to our current home, a project that has occupied me and my family since my last dispatch more than two months ago.
PUMPING IRONY: I May Be Crazy, but . . .
I'm not a guy who visits the doctor very often (if it ain't broke, don't fix it), but I do…
PUMPING IRONY: If the Shoe Fits . . .
OK, so after last Monday's meandering rant about my tendency to meander around the gym with no particular workout program or plan,…
PUMPING IRONY: I Wonder as I Wander
A while back, I read a quote from His Holiness the Dalai Lama, who was asked something about what one needs to…
PUMPING IRONY: Questions and Intentions
I've been having a little trouble getting to the gym lately, so a recent article in Science Daily that delved into…
PUMPING IRONY: A Pretender at Parkour
Mr. Parkour and I paid a visit last night to Gleason's Gym, a sprawling gymnastics center artfully hidden in a suburban industrial…