Fit Recovery

It’s been two years, just over, since my wife and I started going to the gym. My expectations, when this experiment began, were loooow. I’ve never been able to put on much muscle mass, even as a young kid, try as I might. This time, though, I had a bunch of on-board fat to fuel the muscle growth. As a one-time skinny kid who couldn’t build muscle, there’s no question...

My weekly plan is simple… in its complexity.

Cycling season, late spring to late fall, is for cycling. Twice a week at the gym for maintaining what I’d built over the winter.

Late fall to early spring is two or three spins on the trainer a week, with four trips to the gym per week. This has been my build period.

I switched things up recently, th...

Friends, whatever it’s called, I don’t see myself in the mirror as I actually am. Not when I’m too fat, not when I’m too thin, not when I’m slightly jacked for a 55+ year-old. When I’m fat, I see me as thinner. When I’m thin, I see me as thicker. Now that I’m in the process of getting jacked, I see me as the thinner, smaller me in the mirror.

That is, until I do...

My wife and I kicked the recliner back on the sofa the other night and watched a movie. It was lovely.

We’d ridden 38-miles on the gravel earlier in the morning and after a full day of chores, I was feeling quite fine, if tired. I watched the movie to the end, then got up for a bathroom break. Immediately on standing (thank God it wasn’t before), my quads locked up....

We attended our friend’s funeral Friday afternoon. He passed due to being struck at a trail intersection by someone driving a side-by-side doing approximately 80-mph (according to reports). It was a sad day, for sure. Pickett, as he was referred to by all of us, was one of the good guys.

I think we all hope we have an impact enough on people that a few will show up ...