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He invented the exercise club, sports nutrition, and, some might argue, muscle itself. Through sheer force of will he went from a self-described scrawny sugarholic to the country's buffest health guru and inspirer of the flabby masses.
Jack best sums up his own maniac success: "You don't get it," he says. "I am one runaway son of a bitch!" Jack answered your questions about superhuman strength, liver tablets, and a life of renegade fitness.
Also see:
"Jack LaLanne Is Still an Animal," Outside, November, 1995
Quotes from the toned lips of Jack himself
A resume of Herculean feats and a life well-led
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