I’m back in a “not going to a gym because I’m cheap but still wanting to work out” phase. So, I do body weight exercises in the back yard and, as of yesterday, some in the front of the house as well.

These days I’m living in suburbia. A cookie cutter one-story home on a cul de sac at the bottom of a hill. I did hill sprints from the front of my neighbor’s driveway to about 30 yards up the hill using another neighbor’s mailbox as a finish line. A full steam uphill sprint with 10 pushups in my driveway after every sprint, five times in a row.

By set number three I realized how funny I must look to anyone who might have glanced out their window during my “workout”. For one, I’m tall and thin. Me sprinting is just funny period. Uphill even funnier. Uphill wearing nothing but running shoes and mid-thigh black shorts, funnier still. Uphill with that skimpy getup over and over followed by rapid fire nose-to-ground pushups in antifreeze stains? I must have looked like Prefontaine’s autistic brother.

“Time to start house hunting in another section of town, Honey. The half naked guy is incorporating hill sprints into his regimen.”

Here’s the 80’s painting progress.

Here’s a video by Uphill Battle.

Here’s to sprints.

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