Back in the 1970s, I ate a high-protein diet to get bigger and stronger. As a senior at Utah State, I weighed 218 pounds with eight percent body fat, and threw the discus over 190 feet. Then I got some advice from the people at the Olympic Training Center. I needed carbs, they advised, and lots of them. They pointed to studies done on the American distance runners. Being an idiot, I took the advice to eat like emaciated, over-trained sub-performers. It took years of high carbohydrate grazing to learn the evils of this advice.

As we're bombarded daily with new ads for pills, diets and ab-doers, we have to protect our wallets and our time.

The best tonic for soreness is to do the movement that got you sore in the first place.

Squats don't hurt your knees; what you are doing hurts your knees.

It's hard to peak when you've been training since 1965.

Just tell me what to do. I don't know where I'm going, but I know I don't want to be here.

I said it was simple. Not easy.