Quality training is what I do now; before it was a combination of both quality and quantity. Now I'm not trying to be a world-class athlete, I don't need to train at that level. It's about being fit, fit for life.
I'm the man who sits behind a table and tells true stories from his life. I'm also an actor. I was trained as an actor at Emerson College, and I use that training to play myself.
For years I did most of my reading on the F train between Brooklyn and Manhattan. I had long commutes, and I read tons of books on that train; I loved it.
I train three, four, five times a week, protein six times a day, resistance training for at least 45 minutes... it's so very boring. It's really painful. It's laborious.
Obviously, the difference between a game and actual training is you're using your whole body, so in that sense, maybe not, although maybe something to do with reaction, the speed of reaction, maybe that was of use during the training.
I started the nuclear medicine laboratory at UW Hospitals in 1959 and trained radiology residents in the field. It was 1965 before they found a trained MD (doctor) to take over my role.
I spent twelve years training for a career that was over in a week. Joe Namath spent one week training for a career that lasted twelve years.
I didn't train to make the Olympic team until 1968. I simply trained for the moment. I never even imagined I would be an Olympic athlete. It always seemed to evolve.
Breathing is central to every aspect of meditation training. It's a wonderful place to focus in training the mind to be calm and concentrated.
Finally my dream came true in that there was a possibility that I could travel to the International Space Station. I've gone through the medicals and the training and now I'm officially, by the Russian Space Federation, a cosmonaut in training.
Valka: Never take a toy from a dragon. Don't you know anything?
Stoick: [to Toothless] Thank you, for saving my son. Gobber: [grimacing] Well, you know... *most* of him.
Fishlegs: I'm okay! [the Gronkle he's riding flips over and lands on top of him] Fishlegs: Less okay!
Stoick: Turns out all we needed was a little more of... [gestures to Hiccup] Stoick: This! Hiccup: You just gestured to all of me!
[riding on Toothless's back with Hiccup] Astrid: All right, I admit it. This is pretty cool. It's... *amazing*. He's amazing.
Fishlegs: [being chased by a Nadder] AHHH! I'm *really* beginning to question your teaching methods.
Gobber: [the Green Death emerges] Beard of Thor! What *is* that? Stoick: [overwhelmed] Odin help us...
Neal: [riding in back of pickup truck in freezing cold] What do you think the temperature is? Del: One.
Susan Page: You shared a motel room with a complete stranger? Are you crazy? Neal: Not yet. But I'm getting there.
Screaming Driver, Screaming Driver's Wife: You're going the wrong way! You're going to kill somebody!
Del: You know you nearly killed me, slugging me in the gut when I wasn't ready! That'ss how Houdini died, you know!
