Speaking as a person who very seriously decided to stop being chubby at 15 years old, I am bitter I learned of Cyr and never of August Johnson, because I continue not to care about the weightroom ministrations of the horrendously fat. Thus, I present to the people of my mindset an alternative to Louis Cyr, who only managed to get lean enough that his bones were actually visible in spots through his skin for this story: meet the old timey motherfucker who’d have John Haack’s records if he were alive today, August Johnson.
