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Of Iron and Bronze – 28

28. “You ready for this?” The question, directed at Libby, had come from Pete. We were squeezed into an elevator in the parking garage at the Ohio Expo Center in downtown Columbus, along with a handful of well-muscled and deeply … Continue reading

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Of Iron and Bronze – 27

27. Excitement for the Arnold ran high a week away from the competition. That Saturday we were all scheduled to max out in the snatch. The impending meet and the day’s heavy training meant there was a seriousness of purpose … Continue reading

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Of Iron and Bronze – 26

26. On a Monday morning in early February I ran into Libby on College Ave on my way back from class. I’d just dozed through the better part of a lecture for my Intro to Art History course, which I … Continue reading

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Of Iron and Bronze – 25

25. Aside from Ricky’s injury, the winter break passed without much fanfare. Pete and I trained, often joined by Libby and a few others, and we otherwise whiled away our free hours in diners or watching movies or lifting videos. … Continue reading

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Of Iron and Bronze – 24

  24. When Pete and I went to Ricky’s the next day—Christmas—to get some training in we found him in rough shape. “I look like Frankenstein!” he cried, as he shuffled into the garage with a notably wooden and stiff … Continue reading

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