Get Stronger, Get Bigger
As I said last month, I had come out of retirement as a personal trainer to work with a teenage foot-ball player because, as Bob Barker proclaimed on his game show for decades, The Price was Right. I didn’t want or need any other cli-ents, and frankly didn’t have the time to work with anyone else on top of my writing schedule. Well, I suppose if I didn’t spend two hours a day training and another four hours eating ev-ery day, I could probably free up a couple more minutes, but I put much too high a value on my physique and fitness level to make any such sacrifice. I never saw the point in driv-ing a hundred thousand dollar car while walking around in a thirty-five-cent body.
