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...eating even when you aren’t hungry, and it almost starts to look like just another version of workout. Rodger recalls his brother, former Crimson lineman Will Rodger ’05, saying “I go into Annenberg, and sit there and eat until I sweat. That’s when I know I’m done.”Tom Rodger says that after all these years of training to be an offensive lineman and the constant workout on his stomach, he can feel neither satiated nor hungry; he just eats because he knows...
...that spells more Hummers and luxury condominiums in Beijing and Shanghai for Shanxi's coal barons. The cash to buy their cars and toys will come from the sweat--and perhaps blood--of men like Xie Daibing. Xie, originally from the remote and dirt-poor province of Gansu, on the border with Tibet, works in a mine less than a mile from the shaft in Zuoyun County where the 57 miners drowned. "No, I'm not scared," he says, although he looks it, a frown creasing his forehead and his fingers restlessly juggling his cigarette pack and lighter. Xie says...
...teams continue to sweat it out, clocking in as many minutes as possible before the MAC shuts down. Messina’s teammate, Taylor P. Chiu ’10, knows where she’ll be headed. “I’ll go to Hemenway, I guess.” Better sign up for your elliptical...
...torso after a certain former poetry editor forcefully removed their vintage t-shirts...Good thing they chowed down on some delicious SPAM on crackers at the 50s-themed Signet tea earlier in the week. Mmm...Partiers at the Treehouse in Currier on Saturday were treated to a shower of sweat dripping off the ceiling as dancers “danced” (read: had sex on the dance floor). HUPD made the night a success when their vans pulled up to the scene amidst a heated girl fight...A beleagured UC Vice-President sent an e-mail to UC-open...
...known as JFK Street, the bubble beckons with heat and hot bodies. Pushing through the revolving doors, your ears pop from the change in pressure and you find yourself in unseasonable warmth. The air in the bubble, kept between 56 and 62 degrees Fahrenheit, smells distinctly of plastic and sweat. Plus, it’s kind of thrilling entering a giant dome made of vinyl that could potentially deflate because of anything from wind, to snow, to someone opening too many of those pressurized doors. But don’t lose too much sleep. “Snow should...