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Looking at a shirtless Lenny Kravitz is like staring at the sun. Nothing about his body makes sense. The man is 60 years old with the physique of a Roman centurion:

His abs are shredded with an uncomfortable degree of fidelity, and he has a legit resting eight-pack complementing the rigid V-lines angling toward his crotch.

The rest of Kravitz’s frame is less impressive than his indomitable core, but he still has big, veiny rock star arms built to pulsate and flex while he holds a guitar.

Kravitz has sold over 40 million records, and it seems likely that at least some parts of his ridiculous, hyperreal torso are the results of rich-guy biohacking, like Elon Musk’s miraculously regrowing a full head of hair.

But there’s no doubt that Lenny Kravitz busts his ass in the gym with the sort of beguiling, acrobatic, and downright sensual weightlifting routines that only someone of his grandeur would embrace. I know because I’ve seen his Instagram.

Yes, mixed between the album promos and red-carpet thirst traps on Kravitz’s grid, he occasionally likes to showcase how he got so swole.

These uploads tend to catch Lenny in his basic essence, in the sense that they are wildly uncanny. Here, for instance, is Kravitz jumping rope on a checkered kitchen floor strapped to some sort of weighted fanny pack.

Elsewhere, you can find him dressed in bell-bottoms and—I’m assuming—$10,000 designer shades, doing some outrageously dexterous full-body pullups on a set of Olympic rings fastened, inexplicably, to a California-style patio. (In both videos, Kravitz has superimposed his own music over the audio, establishing a psychic connection between incredible abs and “Fly Away.”)

This is all par for the course for a man who has spent the past 40 years sporting a mesh top and ginormous platinum crucifixes. Did you really think that Lenny Kravitz worked out like you do?

In a gray T-shirt and voluminous basketball shorts? Please. Kravitz can never, and will never, miss an opportunity to demonstrate his high-fidelity sex appeal.

And yet, despite the culture’s lofty expectations for Kravitz’s extravagance, there is one exercise on his Instagram that left me gobsmacked.

Lenny is lying on a workout bench arched to a steep decline and gripping a barbell loaded with many pounds of plates. He has on a see-through purple muscle shirt, leather pants, sunglasses, and heeled black dress shoes, despite being in the middle of a fluorescent-lit Equinox.

Kravitz hoists the loaded bar off the ground in a situp motion and presses it above his shoulders before returning it to the floor in one liquid movement.

It is, without a doubt, one of the most impressive things I’ve ever seen someone do with a hunk of iron—none of his rock star paraphernalia slows him down in the slightest.

He is showing off more strength than I’ve ever possessed, while simultaneously looking as if he just finished a double encore at Glastonbury.