For reasons that I will not bore you all with, I had to have a full cardio workup, chest x-rays and blood panel done. As I'm doing the pre-treadmill "at rest" measurements, the nurse looks up and literally gasps. After she double checks the connectors on about a dozen electrodes all over my chest, she remarks, "that's the lowest resting pulse I've ever seen." She's not exactly fresh out of school, either. My pulse dipped into the 20s at times (under 60 is considered abnormally low). That's darn near three seconds between beats. The good news is, when it comes to total number of beats done, I have the heart of a 25 year old. The bad news is ... when I get older, I'll probably need a pacemaker. Immediately, the other bad news is that my hairy chest has about 6 odd looking bald spots. Thank God it's Ireland, and not Cancun, for Spring Break.