The marvel of a 39-year-old man having virtually no body fat is surpassed only by the absurdity of that man complaining that he is not in shape.
   
But that's Karl Malone, who owns a dedication to fitness bordering on obsession, the sort of drive that compels him to ride a bike up a mountainside, lift a truckload of weights and run windsprints like an Olympian, all before lunch. Some might presume that the NBA's second-leading career scorer is motivated by numbers, and he is. But it's his body-fat percentage -- this year measured at an inhuman 2.6 percent, giving him the approximate flabbiness of a steel-belted radial -- that pushes him, not points.
   
"I came to camp in the best shape I've ever been," Malone said. "I try to do that every year."