To enjoy the glow of good health, you must exercise.
From Gene Tunney
As a West Side kid fooling around with boxing gloves, I had been, for some reason of temperament, more interested in dodging a blow than in striking one.
If all human lives depended upon their usefulness - as might be judged by certain standards - there would be a sudden and terrific mortality in the world.
I did six years of planning to win the championship from Jack Dempsey.
The man who has allowed his body to deteriorate cuts a pitiful figure - chest collapsed, stomach protruding.
Upon awakening in the morning, I wondered if the proceedings of the night before had been a dream. It was hard to believe that I was the world's heavyweight champion.
Though I was not a belligerent kid, I do not think I ever passed up a good opportunity to fight.
The way to know about championship quality is to learn from champions, and that I did; studying them with professional purpose during my time in the ring and from habitual interest afterward.
One half-conscious thought was burned in my mind: stay on your feet.
Normally, I could hit hard enough, as anyone who studied my fights might have known. But the impression was that I was essentially defensive, the very reverse of a killer, the prize fighter who read books, even Shakespeare.
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