Screw the triathlon, just give me biceps like the Boss.
If you're going to play stadium rock, you're going to need guns big enough to see from from the cheap seats. I think it's about time to bring back the sleeveless '80s shirts. Or at least rolled up short sleeves. Who's with me?
The boss, you must admit, knows how to stay in shape. I mean, this is a guy famous for prominently placing his own ass on the cover of his album. I wondered how he does it.
'80s icons: Bruce or Rambo?
I Googled "Bruce Springsteen workout," and much to my disappointment didn't find a detailed plan. I was hoping for something along the lines of 30 minutes running from broken dreams; 100 push-ups over disillusionment; 50 breaking the bonds of your hometown, etc.
But I did find descriptions of his songs as "workouts" in themselves, and plenty of running music mixes including Bruce. He has a wide following among runners and Courtney Cox fans.
I also found this 1984 Journal Sentinel review of young Bruce's Alpine Valley show. I wondered, are they describing a rock concert or a cardio kickboxing class... or just a little something I like to call the human condition?
When he finally stopped after 12 minutes of furious music, he was
drenched with sweat, and so was the crowd. Much of Springsteen's music
is about loss and disappointment and fierce longings that can never be
fulfilled. But his music is so majestic that even as you fight back
tears, you feel as if you are about to burst with joy.
Maybe it's because my injury makes me identify with his lyrics about being "broken," but I've been listening to a lot of Bruce lately. Speaking of, he's coming back to Milwaukee for this summer's opening of the Harley museum.
Last night, we ended up watching Bruce Springsteen YouTube videos until like midnight. Carazeiness in the suburbs.
Jess has always had had a bit of a crush on young Bruce, which I still maintain is like having a crush on someone's dad. Either way, I put on a Bruce-type outfit and busted out the Stick as ersatz guitar and did my best Born in the U.S.A. impersonation.
I'd like to think I can pull it off. After all, we're both born to run. Judge for yourself.