I’m reading Dr. No (©1958). In it James Bond is getting ready for his strenuoous assignment and asks Quarrel to get him into shape. (Bond had been in hospital before being sent to Jamaica.)
Come on. Is that a workout, or a vacation?
hell, I couldn’t run a mile.
I suspect the main thrust of his exercise came at the hands of the masseuse.
I couldn’t run a mile now, but with a little conditioning I could. I used to run 45 minutes every morning before coffee and I was never near the shape of someone who would be an agent of 007’s calibre. I used to swim a mile every day too. (But there are too many kids in this building for me to comfortably swim in the pool now. And sometimes the pool has an uncomfortable yellowish or greenish tint to it.)
The only ones in the house are Bond and the male Cayman Islander, Quarrel.
You trying to tell me James is entirely hetro – oh, ok.
Maybe I’m thinking of ‘From Russia With Love’ ?
As if Bond really needs to be in shape for what he does. I think the main point of “getting in shape” was to detox and relax for a while, maybe get his spare tire down a little–that sort of thing.
It seems to me that the swimming is the main thrust of the workout. Running a mile is extremely easy (IMO) compared to swimming a mile or even swimming a quarter mile. Still doesn’t seem very strenuous for a 00 agent.
And kick, and chop, grab neck, and snap, and turn, and fire, and jump!
Now pull the cord and float, and land, re-load, and fire, and drive!
Now turn, and swerve, oil slick, rock-et, e-ject, and crash, and boom!
Then save the girl, and kill vill-ain, and roll a-round in hay!
Everybody sequel!
And kick, and…
[Repeat until dead.]
I was going to say that except for the running and swimming, that sounds like my workout schedule, but I think I’m going to enrole in mrblues course next week. (do I need to bring my own ammo, or will that be supplied?)
Is it really a James Bond workout if it doesn’t involve women?
I could see how this could be turned into a workout!
mrblue, your identity as Secret Agent Man is now revealed.
::walks away muttering::
It’s always the quiet ones!
thinksnow: Free ammo when you show your Licence to Kill. For those of you still in training, we have discount prices on reloading supplies.
BunnyGirl: Yes, there’s a huge market for secret agents in Mid-Michigan. You have no idea how many criminal masterminds are trying to take over the automobile components industry. Can you imagine the chaos that would occur if suddenly no one was able to use their signals when changing lanes? Pure bedlam!
Indeed. You have found my real reason for coming to Kentucky, to try and stop the accursed non-signalers. Unfortunately, they are legion. Bedlam and chaos are the rules of the road.
My words exactly. Two sunbathing sessions sounds quite nice. All that napping probably makes it difficult to sleep those 10 straight hours. 