I talked to my Uncle Kirk tonight. He lives in Texas. He stands about an inch taller than me—he's 5'7". He weighs about 10 pounds heavier than I do—he's 200 lbs or so. He's also 58 years old, and built like the proverbial brick shit-house. He also trains in a barn—squat rack, a bench press, a few barbells, lots of dumbbells, and a whole crap-load of weights—with a few guys who are probably 30 years younger than him. He's been training since his teens, can bench press in the mid-300s, and can deadlift around 500 pounds—not as strong as he once was, but all-in-all still a pretty strong S.O.B. He calls me to talk training, and we just like to keep each other updated as to the kind of progress we're making and the kind of workouts we're performing. "What'd you do tonight?" I asked. "A 10 sets workout," he replied. I know that my Uncle doesn't use a "split" routine—never has—so I was
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