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Earlier in the day, I had some ideas about entries that I wanted to write. About what I'm reading, recent events, today's events, things happening here at the hotel and at the house. But in the moments when those ideas were alive and speaking to me, I hadn't the time to sit down and write.

And so the light, in the room, in the trees, in the surrounding sky, would change and, likewise, the thought would pass and become lost in whatever the next moment was or would become.

A few minutes ago, some of the cast and crew who are staying here while on location for a movie shoot, passed through the lobby where I'm attempting to write this.

I met the one guy, who's a bit older and seems to be the head honcho, down in the fitness room a few days ago. I was doing my P/T routine, and he mentioned how he was trying to stay fit for his role which involves some heavy action in the rugged woods and hills, I'm guessing, just south of here.

Nice guy, asked how I was doing tonight, was I getting my routine in, and then said how tough it was for him to do that when working 7AM to 9 at night. But they seem like a happy, cohesive group which kind of rolled through here like a wave of sometimes quiet, sometimes noisy laughter.

Which I can definitely use in my life, right about now...

LPK
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6.10.2016
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Today I did something that I'd sort of told myself I wasn't going to do. I reached under the basement stairs, where my son has "stored" all of our unused free-weight equipment, and pulled out a curling bar that I had from back in the day when I was "serious" about strength training. By "serious" I mean marginally delusional about possible beefcake outcomes with respect to my hereditarily strong but, let's be honest, scrawny physique.

In the interest of maintaining a routine that covered the essentials as far as stability, strength, and flexibility, in my post-surgical, post-middle age life, I had forsworn all but a dozen basic exercises, most of which had been scripted for me by a licensed physical therapist. But then there was the recent emergence of a "two-pack," below what my son derisively calls my man-boobs, and a slight but discernible bit of definition in the forearms. Laughable, I know, that the male ego should suddenly find itself, uh, coming erect at my age but I guess you've gotta work with what you've got.

Which, I suppose, actually speaks to the problem inherent in any ego-driven enterprise: the possibility that ego may overrule logic, common sense, the necessary caution which should inform our decisions, especially in later life. The trick, then, would be to allow ego a proportional role in our motivation while balancing it with logic and common sense. That's the theory, anyway.

So with that in mind, I pulled out the old, corroded chrome curling bar, went to the neighborhood Walgreens for some flexible white athletic tape, and wrapped the bar from inside collar to inside collar. Then I added two-arm curls and reverse curls, 12 reps each, to my daily routine. And tomorrow, for better effect (because the bar alone provided almost none), I'm gonna add a little weight, maybe 5-10 lbs., if necessary dropping the reps to 6 each to start.

So, yeah, I wasn't gonna do it but then I did...

LPK
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6.27.2013

Pushing Up

Jun. 17th, 2013 10:04 am
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So yesterday, I pushed it up to 25 reps of the strength exercises, the pushups, crunches, bridges, modified sit ups, modified squats.

And I'm hoping that I can maintain that and even move beyond because a lot of that, as my friend Lynn knows, is not in the arms or torso or legs but in the head. Which is where the heaviest lifting always is.

So good luck to us both and if we falter may we always start again...

LPK
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6.17.2013 (c)

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