Blame David for the thread drift. He started it with the "feats of strength."
Don't blame me! Someone else asked. This thread needed to lighten up anyway.
Talked to my nephew today at Christmas dinner. I did 46 pull-ups that day (in a row). He remembered because that was how old I was when we did that crazy Dessert. He did 55--I thought I was watching a gorilla. I didn't remember the exact number because we were going for 100 and 46 was nothing more to me than a way too brief stop that day on the bar of pain to 100. We both left blood on the bar. He tore like 5 callouses off. I was lucky and only lost 3. We superglued them back on the next day and kept working out. He is 1/2 my age. I was bummed I didn't get 50.
After reminiscing of those days--and deciding we needed to get rid of some prime rib--we decided to go for a hike/run today up Rock Canyon trail with my crazy dog. 2 miles up (hike) and two back down (run). Rocky probably did 10 up and 10 down I measured one of his leaps at 16 feet--uphill! He is the most graceful creature I have ever seen. I love that guy. There was over a foot of fresh snow on the trail. I absolutely love the canyons in the quiet snow.