At 113 degrees, the asphalt gets so hot you can feel it radiate through the soles of your shoes. The air gets sharp and hard to inhale. Your heart rate elevates beyond 100 beats per minute as it works to cool your body, and you haven’t started moving yet....

It’s been three months since I darkened the door of a gym. I made big plans back then to workout in the garage during quarantine, which was a great idea until it started getting hot in Las Vegas. And it wasn’t training in the heat that posed a problem...

Truth be told, this title should be “first run since 2016” (other than a very brief indoor run at the gym a few weeks ago), but I had hoped to give the false impression that I was some kind of avid runner and somehow fate and misfortune had prevented...

When the blood of a much younger man coursed through my veins, I had little use for endurance sports. I did for a time, however, run daily when I was a young police officer. I never enjoyed it. In the time it took to bang out a five-mile run,...

Unlike most men that, like me, stand toes to the edge of the mid-point in their lives, I didn’t spend my sixtieth birthday, or any day since that sunny June celebration, scratching my hairless dome wondering where the time went. I know exactly where it went. I spent it...

Images of rubber-nosed old men with their faces bent and battered, morosely muttering away as they empty the spit-buckets and sweep the day’s gatherings from the dimly-lit boxing gym floor; leave us with a less than a romantic vision of the sweet sport of Boxing. The stereotypical movieland boxer...

August 6-12 I wanted so badly to report a week of butt-kicking, take no prisoners, do-or-die training but it wasn’t in the cards this week. I don’t schedule days off from training, I play it by ear, and if my body tells me I need more rest or more...

The first week of any new training regimen is the best, and the worst. It’s new, exciting, and anything new comes with quick results as a body scrambles to adapt to the new stresses. I find that is especially true with high-intensity training. It will kick your butt. I...

I remember my first suit-wearing job. I was 18 years old at the time and the father of the most beautiful and fun-loving little girl in the world. I was also skinny. If I stood sideways and stuck out my tongue I could be mistaken for a zipper. What...

So I looked in the mirror this morning and some sloppy looking tired dude was brushing my teeth. I took a good look at him. He looked a lot like me a couple of months ago but the muscles were less round and full, and the belly wasn’t. His...