Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Book Preview: #1 In 1981, I was 22 years old, and lying on a sofa in my familyâs Moscow apartment. My mother, an attractive 54-year-old woman who had graduated from the First Moscow State Medical University, had drawn the contents of a 50mg ampoule of the Hungarian steroid Retabolil into a disposable syringe and injected it into my right buttock. #2 I had asthma as a child. My parents personified the intellectual schizophrenia necessary for survival in communist Russia. My mother had lost her own father to one of Stalinâs purges, but she and my father never joined the Communist Party. #3 I had discovered that I loved competing, and in my worst moments since then, I have drawn from my experience in competitive running. I had never grown up, and I still turned on the television and watched track and field events with the same sense of admiration as when I was a teenager. #4 I was admitted to the chemistry department at Moscow State University in 1977. The university had the toughest curriculum in the country, and laboratory sessions dragged on into the night because we had to clean our labware before we were allowed to go home.
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