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PUMPING IRONY: Up to My Ankles
A mysterious pain in my left ankle has had me scratching my head lately.
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…
PUMPING IRONY: Partial Vindication
Three items to report on this glorious autumn morning (blue sky, a wisp of a breeze from the west, 33…
PUMPING IRONY: Walk Like a Man
It occurred to me on the walk into the office this morning (glorious blue skies, soft NW breeze, 32 degrees) that I’ve maybe been beating myself up a bit too much about this running thing.
PUMPING IRONY: The Antsy Gene
Motivation is a mysterious phenomenon. After a pretty sedentary week (a little commuter cycling, no lifting), this morning I climbed out of bed, unfolded my exercise/meditation mat and slid inexplicably back into my routine: a few sun salutations and other pretend yoga poses, some stretching, 30 push-ups, a little zazen.
PUMPING IRONY: Awkward Mornings
One of the buffer guys at the gym on Monday was wearing a very tight T-shirt with this message: “An…
PUMPING IRONY: Miracle Cure?
OK, this is weird. Against my better judgment, I shuffled my pathetic ancient body downstairs to the gym after work…
PUMPING IRONY: Back and Forth
Remember the scene in It’s a Wonderful Life when Jimmy Stewart’s sitting at Martini’s bar and prays for deliverance from…
PUMPING IRONY: Cramping Calves
I climbed on the treadmill last night and, after a five-minute walking warm-up, jogged a mile at a 4 mph…
PUMPING IRONY: Sore Shoulder
It’s a muggy day for a bicycle commute, even one that lasts only 15 minutes, and this morning it’s made…
PUMPING IRONY: A Presidential Moment
I’ve been riding my bike into work recently, but today, which promises thundershowers after work, I decided to hoof it.…
PUMPING IRONY: When the Shoe Fits . . .
My goal this morning was to walk into work (I’d left my bike in the office due to yesterday’s thunderstorm)…
PUMPING IRONY: Solid Goaled
OK, so I promised that I would report on last night’s workout — specifically focusing on my 10 goals for…
PUMPING IRONY: A Little Stretch
Jeeze, has it been 11 days since I last posted something here? You’re going to assume, of course, that I’ve…
PUMPING IRONY: DOMS and Dumber
True to form, when I finally got to the gym on Friday I completely overdid things — piled on the…
PUMPING IRONY: Muscle Bind
I’m learning more about how the muscles in my body work, which is a good thing, since a lot of…
PUMPING IRONY: The Cardio Conundrum
After about a 10-day hiatus, I’m finally feeling back in the swing of things. Winter is (very, very gradually) turning into spring, so I’ve been able to resume my walking commute, and last night I hit the gym for the first time in what feels this morning like a long, long time (I’m a little sore).
PUMPING IRONY: Backsliding
A nasty cold/flu bug has put me off my game this past week, plus it’s been too cold for my…
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: 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.
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,…





