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PUMPING IRONY: The Fountain of Youth
I’ve never been particularly obsessed about my age, partly because I’ve always looked younger than I really am (which was a huge disadvantage when trying to buy liquor as a teenager).
PUMPING IRONY: It’s All Uphill From Here
With the mercury shooting up toward the teens this morning and a piddly southern breeze at my back, I could…
PUMPING IRONY: The Cardio Kid
It's a bracing zero degrees this morning as I set off for work, but -- mercifully -- there's no wind to speak of, which makes for a splendid amble through the park. I even took a moment to stretch my calves at the foot of the stairs that take me to 46th Street and the Ford Bridge.
PUMPING IRONY: 70-lb. Weakling
I mentioned earlier that I'd never set foot in a health club before about a year ago, so it's almost goes without saying that the whole strength training routine remains pretty foreign to me (that is not me in the photo).
PUMPING IRONY: The Trouble With Treadmills
Of course I didn't do any stretching to speak of last night at the gym (see previous post). I mean,…
PUMPING IRONY: Creaky Knees
In the fall of 1998, I blew out my right knee playing basketball. I remember the occasion because it happened…
PUMPING IRONY: The Little Engine That Could
That nasty northwest wind I mentioned yesterday was out in force this morning, knifing through my corduroys like a hundred…
PUMPING IRONY: A Walk in the Park
I've been a pretty faithful bicycle commuter for the past 30-some years. But, when the first big snow falls here in the Twin Cities, I typically park my bicycle in the garage and rely on the automobile to get to work. I've taken enough spills on the ice over the years to convince me that it's the most prudent approach. Usually, I'm back on the road by April.
PUMPING IRONY: Welcome to Pumping Irony
For most of my 56 years, I've considered myself to be a pretty fit guy -- athletic even. I played…