Ok, so I’m on one of my pet favorites again . . . sprints!
Bourne sprints, perhaps I should. Or perhaps a version of moonlight sprints.
Or perhaps a mixture of the two, since Bourne didn’t actually do what I did in the sequence I’m going to mention.
But the subway was involved in both cases! 😉
Now, I’ve mentioned my subway sprints back in 2008 (when I was in New Delhi for a period of time before bailing out again) . . . and how they ensured I kept in great, great shape despite lack of access to a hill nearby.
In fact, all I did for cardio was 250 pushups a day.
And if you don’t believe me, get on some of the rapid fire workouts in Pushup Central, and you’lls ee what I mean about your heart turning into a sledgehammer literally going BAM BAM inside your chest!
Against your ribs. That HEART pounding feeling!
Pushups are one of the best exercises not just to build super strength and muscle, but also for super conditioning and weight loss, and here’s the thing.
B ack then, I didn’t know half of what I do now about pushups. And the real key, which is to do ‘em in sets and quickly.
I’d still do ‘em, don’t get me wrong, and various types of pushups, but nowhere near the “cornucopia of pushups” I teach now, and certainly not the handstand pushups (weak wrist that the pushups eventually remedied – remember?).
And yet, I not only maintained my weight, but as Brooks Kubik once told me, “whittled my waist” down even further.
Well, that ONE sprint a day.
Either done in full office attire, long hair flying behind me and a heavy ass laptop on my shoulders, and THREE steep flights of stairs, and a real RACE to get the subway before it departed!
And one fine day, I was in jeans and T shirt, going to work (yes, THAT JOB!) and didn’t have the laptop with me (left it in the office).
And I literally TORE up them stairs like a TIGER.
Literally BOUNDING up them stairs, three stairs at a time, something I don’t normally do. In the back of mind that word “co-ordination/nasty fall’ popped up, but hey, my body took care of it!
And at the end?
The train was THERE.
READY TO DEPART.
As I reached the top of the third flight of stairs, my heart was pounding like nothing I’d ever known.
And the doors were about to close!
And I made one last dash for it.
A dude covered in sweat and panting like a runaway horse or perhaps an old steam locomotive chuffing uphill literally banged his way through the doors with such a loud BANG that the security standing there looked up alarmed for a second.
That was the time India had paramilitary guarding the subways (probably still does, I’m not sure).
And they looked at that BULL LIKE sprint.
Or I did! As I looked back at it .
Shoulders hunched, head down, and FULL SPEED AHEAD, much like Bourne does in the Bourne sprints, except he’s got obstacles to avoid so heads up. In my case, I don’t think anyone would have wanted to come between me and the doors ,paramilitary or not!
One of them stood up, and “unconsciously” started towards me.
HE’d been trained the same way!
And that, my friend, is the moral of today’s story. Train quick, and train hard – and feel like a runaway Brahma BULL all day long. That’s all there is to it!
PS – Here is the course that will develop RAW grizzly like strength in your entire CORE And upper body, and TRAPS like a Brahma bull on RUNAWAY steroids – – Shoulders like Boulders!