But “rest” meant walking on the beach, visualizing the next day’s workout. He’d flex in hotel mirrors during off-season tours, checking for imbalance. If his left lat lagged, he added two extra sets of one-arm pulldowns. No drama. Just data.
Abs were a liturgy. Hanging leg raises with a dumbbell between his feet. Crunches on a slight decline, fingertips to temples, chin tucked. Vacuum poses between sets—sucking his navel to his spine, holding for twenty seconds. “The waist is the frame,” he said once. “Don’t blur the frame.” frank zane routine
Triceps first, because Zane believed bigger triceps made the biceps look better by contrast. But “rest” meant walking on the beach, visualizing
Deadlifts? Rarely. Zane feared a thick waist. Instead: hyperextensions with a plate hugged to his chest, and one-arm dumbbell rows, elbow hugging his side. No drama