When I was in Barcelona in June, my wife and I had dinner with another couple—my wife’s female friend and the friend’s … well … sperm donor. It’s a long story. Anyway, I was meeting the guy for the first time. Although he and I are only one year apart, he assumed I was 15…
When it comes to gym etiquette, the absolute minimum is wiping your sweat off your bench and re-racking your weights. Most gyms have signs posted to this effect. When I walked into my gym’s aerobics room this morning, the pigsty stopped me in my tracks: This mess is well beyond some slob not following the…
Here is the best description I’ve come across to explain the term Bro Science: 200 lbs. is 200 lbs. You can’t use statistical slight-of-hand to make the weight lighter. There is no amount of fraud that can cause the weight to squat itself. 200 lbs. is 200 lbs. A few days ago I was scrolling…
I remember as a teenager reading one of the 2-inch thick bodybuilding “encyclopedia” books that were popular in the 1980s. Of note in this particular volume was a few pages written by an emerging pro, a guy who had an impressive physique, but was not yet championship-level. This fellow was a huge advocate of taking…
I have some good news and some bad news. Let’s do the bad news first. Upon returning from my month-long vacation and hitting the gym, I promptly threw out my low back. It’s so stupid—I wasn’t even doing back exercises. I felt my back seize up while I was doing overhead extensions for my triceps….