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PUMPING IRONY: No Pain, No Gain? Right?
OK, let's see if I can do a little inventory of sore muscles this morning: lower back, check; both knees,…
PUMPING IRONY: Love-40
True to my word (see previous post), I actually did pedal over to the local yoga studio with My Lovely…
PUMPING IRONY: Yoga Master
I put about 20 miles on the Schwinn on Saturday, running various errands with My Lovely Wife.
PUMPING IRONY: So . . . Basketball?
"Rabbit grabs the rebound but then can't move with it, his body weighs a ton, his feet have lost their…
PUMPING IRONY: Best-Laid Plans
I'm thinking this morning about that old saying about the best-laid plans often going astray.
PUMPING IRONY: Weekend Workout
The holiday weekend lacked fireworks, though our neighbor outfitted his front yard with a red, white and blue light show featuring the music of John Phillip Sousa, Bruce Springsteen and Ray Charles (the latter singing his own stirring rendition of "America the Beautiful"), which debuted the evening of July 3 with much fanfare and, perhaps owing to a visit or two from less patriotic neighbors, did not favor us with an Independence Day encore.
PUMPING IRONY: Tasting Retirement
My eldest sibling likes to remind those of us who envy his retirement lifestyle that the one big problem with life after work is that "every day is a Saturday," which is to say a day in which you tend to go shopping, have lunch or dinner out and generally open your wallet on more occasions than you might otherwise do so.
PUMPING IRONY: Calories and Cardio
So, as promised in my earlier post, I'm reporting back. And as I suspected, I haven't been able to get…
PUMPING IRONY: A Brave New Direction?
It's been about a week now since I made it downstairs to the gym (lots of evening work recently), so…
PUMPING IRONY: There and Back and Back Again
So, I skipped the gym on Friday but made up for it on Saturday. Not on the lifting front -- unless you count flipping burgers on the grill (yum!) -- but I got plenty of cardio.
PUMPING IRONY: An Exercise in Humility
I was back in the Pit Monday, lifting and sweating and feeling generally OK about this fitness thing, when I ran into Robyn Wells, an LTF personal trainer who I met recently through my rugby-playing colleague JS. Robyn is a 20-something powerhouse athlete who specializes in teaching us lesser beings how to get the most out of their workouts. And she generously offered to help me out.
PUMPING IRONY: Weight Control
Day 6 of the Great Food Chronicle Experiment has now come and gone, and one very clear pattern has emerged: I don't seem to eat very much.
PUMPING IRONY: Super-Size Me!
No offense, Tony. As promised, I've spent the last few days faithfully chronicling my entire food intake, an exercise that…
PUMPING IRONY: Weighty Matters
The other day as I was standing on the scale at the gym (164.5 lbs.), it occurred to me for maybe the 7,000th time (estimated) that I've never had to really think about my weight.
PUMPING IRONY: The Whole Point
It's been raining mornings and evenings the last two days, thus deleting my bicycle commute (My Lovely Wife has been driving me to and from), so I was anxious to get down to the gym tonight and rev up a good lather on the old EDM and see if my Thursday experience with the free weights was an anomaly.
PUMPING IRONY: Free At Last!
As previously noted, I've been avoiding the free-weights area in the gym because it's just a bit intimidating -- all those large ripped and tattooed guys hoisting megatonnage of iron.
PUMPING IRONY: Coasting
You know, you look up from the mess on the desk in front of you and you notice that a…
PUMPING IRONY: Shake It Up?
This is fun. Really. Lots of fitness experts suggest that you "shake up" your workouts so they don't get boring.…
PUMPING IRONY: Up to My Ankles
A mysterious pain in my left ankle has had me scratching my head lately.
PUMPING IRONY: The Cold, Hard Facts
After a winter's-worth of flesh-numbing cold last week, I was finally able to get out and hoof it to the office this morning.
PUMPING IRONY: Miracle on Ice
I recalled on Saturday morning that, contrary to the post below, I had sort of resolved to drag out my…