Wake me up.... Wake me up inside!

I'm still Alive!!!!

Recently I watched a documentary called Pearl Jam 20 that chronicled the birth, life and rebirth of Pearl Jam.... IMHO one of the great quintessential bands.

Strength increases at any age....

Talked to this older lady this morning in my Body Pump class. Noticed during the biceps track (which is like 5 mins long and 120 reps) that she was gritting her teeth on every rep obviously putting out a max effort. I'm guessing this lady is in her mid 60s. She is thin and her arms were showing real muscle and definition even veins during the biceps curls. When we got done with the set I walked over and complemented her and said "Geez Mary... You're putting on some muscle there. You look great." And she said "You know.... I wouldn't have believed I could get stronger at my age... But I am". I put my hands together and bowed to her and said "I'm impressed. Rock on Mary".

The Human Body will adapt and become stronger at any age if you put in the work.

I see it everyday.

Oughta be in a Ford commercial....

My 2003 Ford F-150 STX 4x4 with 106000 miles....

Heavy Squat day...

Got 8 reps w/ 275 and 5 reps w/ 315...

Not bad for an Old Man.

I know what you're thinking....

What a....

I agree.

I always wondered what this song was about....

So I looked it up...

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=mudshovel

Hmmmm.....Very interesting.

It's been awhile...

One of the prettiest songs of all time....IMHO

A Cold Beautiful and Successful Morning spent duck hunting!

Very cold this morning... 25 degrees. Had to break through 1/8 - 1/4" thick ice while walking through knee deep water. Had to be careful not to be tripped by the ice shelves that were created each time we broke the ice.

Killed 2 pintail drakes. IMHO, the aristocrat of ducks because of the tuxedo-like plumage and long sleek body and pointed wings and tail.
My 33 year old 1100 Magnum performed flawlessly as did it's 51 year old owner.

Missed some easy shots and made some hard ones. Was warm and dry in my chest waders Aaron gave me for Christmas. My Cirrus cold weather waterproof breathable cycling gloves I bought in Seattle WA kept my hands warm despite the frigid conditions.
Our desire to hunt was pitted against Mother Nature's best efforts to take us down. I luckily had no falls despite bogging up in greater than knee deep mud while putting out and taking up decoys and retrieving ducks. A truly memorable return to the sport of duck hunting after a 7 year absence and a hunt I will remember for a long time. Will make some adjustments in location and tactics tomorrow morning and hope to limit out. All in all.... A great hunt.