my 67 th B-day musings


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And now, without beating around the bush, hedge or prairie grass, allow me to come straight to the point without deviation or deceit, and inquire how we iron-hearted muscular marvels manage the eventual and distinctive processes of growing old, getting older and aging, which, according to my calculations and stream of anecdotal information we are bound to stagger, stumble or fall into, if we haven’t done so already.

I’m addressing any one of the aforementioned categories, adding the mature and maturing, the elders and elderly, the seniors, the aging and aged, and, last but not least, the old farts.

Excuse my bluntness, pardon my directness. Reducing the revolting predicament to a few basic words makes it clearer and more digestible, don’t you think?

I was in my late 50's when the weight of the iron increased notably, becoming ever more resistant to my persuasion. In addition, the price I was obliged to pay per pound rose substantially, leaving my sweatpants bare and baggy and my tank top loose and droopy. Till then there was tough joy in our partnership, but I, in my greediness, demanded more than I could give.

Alas, these are the times that try men’s souls. Kicking and screaming, flipping, flopping and flailing, I acquiesced to the certain and willful direction of time, as would any madman being led to the guillotine, firing squad, hangman’s noose or electric chair.

I thank God daily for my strength and courage.

Here’s a question I’m frequently asked by faithful ironheads: How do you confront aging and old age, muscle and might? Well lets see the body no longer tolerates the majority of aas. I am left with test/deca/eq/primo/var/and my big jug of gw sarms.Now don't feel sorry for me, because those aas that I do tolerate will get the job done.

Hmmm, let me sneer sneer as I stroke my chin, eyes focused intently on an undefinable object in a distant place. An appropriate question. I am, I suspect, in the midst of it all. Gone are the days when one asked me how to build barn-door lats or turkey-leg forearms. Rather, concern has been directed to sagging pecs and lagging zeal.

Body, mind and spirit, none are spared time’s reckoning. Each, singly and together, are witness of and subject to the stroke of time. Some folks greet the stream of time with open arms and a grin, knowing something I don’t. Living life keeps them busy, entertained and fulfilled. Others suffer each day as a burden, bearing its wearisome daily passage as a chore. Living life escapes them; they deny the gift and they waste away.

Old age sneaks up on you, like a thief in the night. One day your 39… uh-oh… and the next day you’re 50... OMG… Blink-blink and you’re what? 60… gasp… or is it 59? We get so confused. Then one day out of nowhere -- Surprise -- one of us is 67.

Hello… Don’t blame me. It’s not my fault. It happened. I didn't plan on this happening, and actually thought that me...DrB was exempt.Daaamm

It’s no fun, the thought of aging. But, when welcomed with open arms and lived day by day, it’s wonderful and exciting, a challenging and instructive catastrophe. You grow accustom to its face.

Of course, that’s once you submit to, get over and accept deterioration, limitation and aggravation, throbs, aches and pains, stooping, shrinking and shrieking; stumbling and mumbling, snorting and gurgling and forgetting.

Scuze me. Who are you and what are we doing here? Oh we are here at the gym? To do what ? Just kidding!

Next week (note the optimism) I’ll offer my insights, observations, cautions, paranoia (’nother joke, I’m on a roll), fixes and fixations. But first I must invent them.

We are, after all, going to live till we die… lift away boys.

My diet stays spot on and I just take plates off. Ahh..not like the young drb who slapped every plate he could on. Now I just slao them off. BUT I learned something. Take those weights and become one with them. I focus on every rep, slowly and consciencly.Perefect form with bad bad intentions of building some muscle.

Those who despise aging are the ones who get old. Oh come on drb I can't lift anymore I quit. Yep he got old.So here is the advice as you get old. You make adaptations and you keep on truckin. Something hurts...then work around it. No more bench presses. If you take a look at the shoulder girdle and rotator cuff and watch a slo mo bench press you can see why it WILL lead to injury. I also have a pain in my wrist that really hurts doing barbell curls. BUT if I go todumbell curls I can angle my wrist so that it does not hurt.So don't stop the weighs...ever. Work around everything that tries to tell you that you are old and get going...and Mr Old Age might not catch you so quickly.

Then put up this force shield called 200 test-150 deca-800 primo. Run that sucker for 12 weeks.Oh but wait...don't stop...up that primo to 1000mg and go another 6 weeks. I just scared the living shit out of old
Take care boys, lift with joy in your hearts.


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Happy birthday drb. I'm just hoping to live to see 67. Hope I look half as good if I do!. How's them monkeys and sloths over there?


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I feel real sorry for him. I worked out with him today. His standing dumbell preacher curl has gone down all the way to 45lbs. Such a shame. Happy Birthday Pops


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DrB will be 67 on dec 1st. He is back home now, but lets keep that date handy and post birthday wishes for him. I think he would like that. He is actually down to about 7.5% BF right now. Looks dam good too. He bet on the roussey fight with me and took home 1000$ spending money. That is a lot of


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Man the two of you same to be so much alike and enjoy each other company. It took me till my 3o's to realise that's why me and my dad used to fight so much lol. Now I'm just glad to see him when he pops by. And will definitely keep that date in my mind drb is good people's.


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I always enjoy and love the deep thought and philosophy in your posts, Drb. You always give us an insight and view of things from a perspective that we could never see ourselves. Thank you for this post, and happy early birthday my friend! You are a true testament to longevity in this lifestyle. your posts are like gold here.
What a delightful writing. I absolutely love to hear from you Drb! You too Jake. I'm not a better, but I wished now I would have betted on the Rousey fight too I predicted the fight exactly the way it happened.


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this was just an example of how insightful drb is... i love reading these.. i actually sat and read this twice now just to really soak it in because sometimes you dont grasp everything the first time through... its such a pleasure to read what drb writes, and the mass amount of knowledge he possesses... its inspiring beyond being helpful... thank you for these writings and experiences you always have to share...

this is a prime example of what hard work, work ethic and overall experience provides... experiences throughout life are priceless, literally... you cannot put a price tag on this kind of information... its so great to have and read and learn from... i know that already, personally, drb has advised me on deca and its literally the best cycle i have ever ran (and its just trt) and he completely changed MY IGNORANCE in misjudging deca etc... so take it from me, you can never know too much but you can always know too little... thank you for everything you do drb... not only does everyone here love you but i truly do as well!