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It’s A Sporting Life (1st of a Series)

08 Friday Aug 2014

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Living, Sporting Life, time

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120 years, calisthenics, continence, daily routine, exercise, living long, living well, moses, numbers, old age, pushups, rock stars, situps

Have I ever mentioned that my plan is to live 120 years, just like Moses and twice as corny?

coming after you, big guy...

coming after you, big guy…

Well, in my mind, to do that I got to keep in shape.  No, really, I do.  Heck, for that matter, you do too.  I mean, wouldn’t it be fun if we all lived to be 120, together, rocking through the ages, still with our teeth, our senses, and, of course, our continence?

just like these guys, only different...

just like these beloveds, only different…

Okay, so, this is my plan.  Each day, in fact each and every day, at the least, I do a set of calisthenics.  This year, to date, I have done 30,590 pushups and 30,590 sit-ups.

bracing for the pushup...

bracing for the pushup…

bracing for the situp...

bracing for the situp…

How did I get there you ask.  Well, I started out on January 1, by doing 10 of each.  Over the next two days following, I did 20 apiece.  From January 4 through January 6, I completed sets of 30, and, well, I’m guessing you can see the pattern.

view from a pushup...

view from a pushup…

view from a situp...

view from a situp…

Of course, the deeper question is why.  For that I have no answer, other than there is great joy to be found in rhythm, routine, number counting, and living to be 120.

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