For a man who’s been feeling the effects of age so much lately, it’s a bit disconcerting to find this on the wall of my gym. The fact that it was put there by my 16 year-old daughter makes me feel very proud. And more than a little sad.
I could still get through a workout like this, if I had any idea what a “superman” and a “single-leg good morning” are.
I could still get through a workout like this, but I’d walk like a cripple tomorrow.
I could still get through a workout like this, if I could get excited about it enough to even begin. I still come down here once a week or so and move some weights around, but it’s more from ritual than purpose. There’s no energy behind it.
Still, I can’t help but notice that question mark beside “pull-ups.” I can pull my rickety, fat old ass up there 10 times on a good day, so I guess it’s still my gym for now…