He certainly looked in good shape.
So he should, because he put a lot of work into it. Every morning he liked to do his work out in his garage and spent that precious hour getting his sweat on and building that muscle as well as the stamina. Every morning, without fail. Then twice a week he would like to do that crazy work-out at the gym with the others.
Someone asked him what he was training for. Surely it was obvious. He wanted to stay fit and look good. Yeah but why came the follow up. What kind of daft question was that. Surely that was obvious too. Looking good, feeling good it’s all connected. Oh, persisted the questioner, so looking good and feeling good because you do those work-outs, that must mean you are good then, right? That made him stop for a moment. I mean he never thought of it that way. In as much as he felt good about himself, it didn’t help him in relationships other than the comments about good he looked. He looked good and felt good, but all that training he did and how great his stamina was … when it came to other issues of life …
It was like he needed to be training for something else. But how do you train for that?
For His Name’s Sake
C. L. J. Dryden