Here’re two shots of my first wife and the bike I rode for years. (It was a rocket!) I’ve smudged her face for privacy. Summer ’91.On man or woman, there’s nothing better than chiseled abs. Her best lifts with no special training or periodization were bench 200 (in a T-shirt, no bench shirt, of course!), squat 315X5, dead 330. She had talent.Yeah, a long time ago. Now I’m handicapped and old… but still fighting. Today doing twisting hanging leg raises for the first time on this segment of the mesocycle – in the past I’ve done 25X20.
And here’s the condition of my second wife in her forties… about to take a dip while primitive camping.Her mid-section.Superficial? Skin deep? Hardly. This type of condition comes from a dedicated passion for being one’s best. The only thing “skin deep” was this song from Guns ‘n’ Wankers that I served up at haut volume in the gym.