
Do ya’ll remember these ladies? That’s me with Juliet Gotthardt and Erika Hurst at my first powerlifting meet in January. We met on the interwebz and have been besties ever since. Thanks the the magical world of social media, we can stay on the up-and-up and get to talk all the time. It’s 50% trolling,…

I love the deadlift; it’s one of my favorite lifts ever. In almost all variations, when it’s appropriate, the deadlift is awesome. For every low-fat trenta macchiatto hot yoga class, there’s a fine warrior out there in the eye of a clanging plate and chalk hurricane, waging war on low testosterone and high insulin. So,…

I’m envious of the way my grandpa folded his newspaper. I remember that there were never any new marks on his New York Times; he simply reused the creases that were created during printing. My newspaper doesn’t have many marks on it either, but that’s because during the week I’ll use the NYT app. It’s…

Americans are a little naive. You’re not having a bad day if the worst thing that has happened is a line at Starbucks, or you have a flat tire. We pride ourselves on having “Freedom”, but we have less “freedom” than most of the world. We also thought that the Patriot Act was a great…

“Don’t think I’ll be hiking out there today!” That’s what I see in my news feed on The ‘Book this morning, followed by this picture of a black bear: Black bears are cute and cuddly, so they’re basically the Black Labs of bears. (Koala’s are the Chihuahuas. Ew.) I’m a fan of big dogs, but…