You can either lift it or you can't. Doesn't matter how much you talk about it. Doesn't matter if someone doesn't like it. If you can lift it, you own it. Sure, people cheat a bit. Sliding the bar over the thighs or not dropping down low enough. Iron doesn't give a shit about your politics, your age, or your excuses. You can either lift it or you can't. Half of that lifting is … [Read more...]

Is most of life just throwing stones against the waves? Why is it so hard for any of us to give up control? Especially over others? We know better. We have more experience. We're not sure that the other person is doing the right thing of making the right choices. But, in the end, do we really have any more control? Did our interference lead to a vastly different outcome? Where is … [Read more...]

A second, a minute, an hour, a year, a lifetime. Beginning and end. How do we exist within a measure of time? Whether a second or a life. That space between. … [Read more...]

I remember the first time I competed in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. The moment I stepped onto that mat, I could not feel my legs. My opponent looked like he was standing at the far end of a tunnel. I'm not sure I could actually hear anything. A high level of stress and my body was freaking out. But honestly I think it's more stressful to watch my daughter compete - in tennis! An hour and a … [Read more...]

Because I deadlifted really heavy today. And then I did squats. And I accidentally added ten extra pounds of iron to the bar. Everything was heavier than it should have been. So my brain is in my legs. No blog post today. … [Read more...]

Sometimes the water is leaking. And the pipes don't fit together. So you gotta go a little crazy. Rage against the plumbing. The dark has to come out. Curse, swear, see red. It's not who you are. But it is a part of you. Ugly, raging, angry. It's there for a reason. Then it's gone. And the water is still leaking. Ha! … [Read more...]