months ago Laree said: Let's take a vacation. I said: Let's write
and publish a book instead. Cool, she said, you write, I publish.
Today I zip up to Oakland and pick up the first shipment of published
books from the Nashville printer. This is good as no one has read
"Brother Iron, Sister Steel"
except for our dear proofreaders. We haven't looked at the tangle
since it left for the print shop in Tennessee five weeks ago.
It is time to kick the bird out of the nest and see if it can
issue of GQ hits the newsstands in a week or so with its
story about me somewhere in its slick, expensive pages. The appearance
of this collection of words, however, is like kicking the bird
out of the nest to see how hard it falls. I have not read the
piece. Based on a weeklong interview with one of the magazine's
writers-at-large, the truth and the spin will be without a wig
and makeup, only a loincloth. Robert Draper, the author and no
kin, is a journalist and reporter at heart. He writes tough stuff
and is on the top of the list for literary excellence. His novel,
Walls" now a year old, is one of my favorites. I hope
to survive. I wish the best to my family and friends.
I are driving down to the Los Angeles area next week for a World
Gym party (I'll pass on the Olympia in Las Vegas this Saturday...
my abs didn't come in the way I like) and will visit Joe and the
boys at the Weider offices in Woodland Hills. Jeff O'Connell is
the features editor for Muscle and Fitness and has been
an advocate, encouraging my articles and forbidding any in-house
print changes. Nice touch. Julian Schmidt, a long-time confidant,
Flex staff writer and nails-tough lifter, has offered to
review "Brother Iron, Sister Steel" for the magazines. They and
the other editors, writers, researchers and team members-in-action
present an interesting backdrop for an impromptu visit. The place
should be buzzing with post-Olympia excitement. We will be flies
on the wall viewing the commotion without the pressure.
woikouts? Mine have been terrific, just enough pain to keep me
focused and thankful. Having outgrown the ability to jump into
the gym and slam things around, I am developing a sneaky way to
warm up, vary the reps and sets, control motion and tracking,
improvise, invent and discover. When thirty, forty and fifty,
my workouts were like laying bricks, one after another, row after
row. The walls kept going up. Now, I place them more carefully
and with more appreciation. The walls keep going up. Thank God.
in iron and sisters in steel, long may you live in harmony and
New | Online
Store | Weekly Columns | Photo
Archive | Weight Training
| General Nutrition | Draper
History | Discussion Group
| Mag Cover Shots | Magazine
Articles | Bodybuilding
Q&A | Bomber Talk | Workout
FAQs | World Gym Listing | Santa
Cruz Local | Muscle Links | Need
More Help? |Site Map | Contact
All IronOnline pages copyright© 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004
All rights reserved.