I drafted a reasonably solid post in response to the prompt. Frustratingly, my strongest ideas often surface only after I’ve published. This instance proved no exception—I overlooked one of the most powerful exercises I’ve encountered.

Let me start by explaining that I once weighed between 260 and 270 pounds—perhaps even hitting 280 on occasion. I genuinely attempted to maintain my weight, yet I hesitated to suggest to my wife that I disliked her cooking. Besides, she was an excellent cook.

Then one day, I broke my ankle. What’s the connection? Let me explain. By the time I ditched the crutches, I weighed 220 pounds. My arms had grown much stronger. Now I understand what it’s like for people who use crutches permanently.