"Do you suppose they will choose to make war against lean, solid dogs rather than against fat and tender sheep?"
Back in the 80s, most of us were taught that you had to lift all out, every time. Boy, was that stupid. Not only were we courting injury, we were making exercise, which should be joyful, into a grim discipline. It's a wonder that any of us still likes to train. Everybody has to "cycle"... Continue Reading →
Why do I like Russian coach Konstantin Rogozhnikov so much? One reason is that his name looks cool in Russian italics: “Константин Витальевич Рогожников.” But more importantly, I like him because I am lazy. If you visit us regularly here at Lean, Solid Dogs, then (1) I weep for you, and (2) you know that I... Continue Reading →