I started seriously lifting weights at age 16, once I reached
my 30's I found that I didn't have enough time to do serious body building
anymore. My lifting became sporadic, but luckily I have a body type  that
responds well to any weightlifting I find time to do. Perhaps someday
I'll devote more time to it again. One of the things that I miss
most about lifting is that it helped increase my mental discipline and
focus. There is something neat about being in a gym, ignoring everything
and everybody around me, and totally focusing on a physical task--trying
to acheive maximum contraction from each muscle. I haven't come across
anything that creates quite the same sense of well being. |
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I am in my mid 40's. No I am not narcissistic. I love
photography and am studying lighting. My family doesn't always
cooperate with me when I want to practice with my camera so that leaves
me with . . . me as a subject. I was kind of surprised how this
photo exercise worked out. I had light from a setting sun shining
through a window and I bounced some of it off of a white foam
board sitting opposite my shadowed side. At the particular time
when this photo was taken I had not been lifting weights for many
months. I wasn't in good shape, but the residual mass and
definition I had acquired in my youth and creative lighting that
emphasized contours yielded an interesting photo of a middle aged guy.