Dan Gable is supposedly retired, but he doesn’t think the word applies to him – and he’s probably right.

It’s a Thursday afternoon on a gorgeous day in May, and you won’t find Gable on a golf course or reeling in fish. He just returned the night before from a summit of wrestling minds at the Olympic Training Center in Colorado Springs and his bags are packed again to meet his fourth grandchild. Gable, though, insists he needs to squeeze in a stop by the Iowa wrestling room before he skips town. And so “retirement” for him on this day means sitting in the bleachers inside a sweltering practice facility, watching nearly 20 wrestlers training on the mats and stationary bikes before he starts a workout of his own. This is Gable’s sanctuary. The wrestling room has been his habitat for nearly five decades, the launching pad to a career that reached unprecedented heights in the sport, the place where he’d push his body to extreme discomfort yet also where he’d feel at ease.

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