Doctor Delts may be taking a break from his nearly constant habit of buying new exercise equipment. I don’t know how he has been able to afford buying so much, although he has alluded to some inherited money from an eccentric uncle. This odd relative gave up answering his mail for the last two...
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I run across a lot of workout books. It’s nice to run into one that’s different. Tom Holland is one of the best-known and highly regarded trainers around, and he has written a good one. His list of credentials alone is one of the longest I’ve seen. But a heap of acronyms doesn’t necessarily...
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Doctor Delts is really great at bench pressing, and is often able to hoist singles in the 400-500 pound range. I still give him a hard time, as I do to anyone who benches at the expense of doing pullups. He just laughs and tells me where I can go, and he’s not referring...
Read more →I’ve always been a bit of a grind. I like a challenge, and when it comes to exercise, it’s much more interesting to me if it’s difficult, or requires skill. Acting like I’m strong by always working out on a Smith machine? Pfffff. Cheating on every dumbbell raise so I can feel manly? Unacceptable!...
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Last week Delts and I each had had a hard workout. I had just reached my goal of 20 pullups, and Delts had just topped 400 in his bench press. We decided to have a celebratory cocktail afterwards. Over at Rosie Malone’s, we laughed and were talking some trash about our friends, people in...
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Delts has a fun job. He operates a special cherry-picker that’s used for taking down trees that are no longer viable. He maneuvers the basket so he can get close to a large branch, at which point he uses a chainsaw to cut through it, and then the massive piece of wood falls down...
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