For most of my teenaged and adult life, I’ve been what they fondly refer to as a “gym rat.”

Whether it’s running, lifting weights or hitting a heavy bag hours on end, I simply enjoy the endorphin rush that a vigorous workout provides. It also affords me the privilege of saying that I carry just five pounds more than I did during my prolonged collegiate career in the 1970s when my metabolism was equivalent to that of a hummingbird.

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