The deep end. We treaded water in the deep end, jumped into the deep end, floated on our backs in the deep end, and we swam in the deep end. Fourteen feet. What?? What?!?!?! That’s what I’ve been waiting for. I like my pools like I like my women. fitnesslessonsswimming
Inside: End of an era; Year 44 game plan; Fitness goals; Any suggestions? Up jumped Spring. Just like that. 50 and 60 degrees all day long. I had a blast last night on the mountain, though. Snow melts. The snow report for Liberty says “Packed powder”. Wrong. Loose granular, i.e. slush. Slushy snow is fine…
See what I did there? Inside: About my dichotomous brain; The rest is all snowboarding I want you to understand something about me — about my brain. I have very distinct parallel processors. A lot of people do. I’m not saying I’m special but it amazes me how strongly two opposing thoughts, sensations, and ideas…
Inside: What I haven’t learned; The bonk; No cramps*; This is why I train at Underground Athlete Strickler Knob I went on the Strickler Knob hike a few weekends ago. It was one of the Mid-Atlantic Hiking Group’s outings. It’s rated as middle of strenuous. Twelve miles or so, over 2,000 feet of elevation gain,…
Inside: Even zombie monsters are no match for the dream laser; Why I outdoor; Dismal Swamp Kayak Camping trip When I said there are cold adventures to be had — yeh, I said that. Let’s just say that I got cocky. When it’s cold out? You’re gonna be cold. I am a cold wuss. Cold…
The dark times are nigh. Winter is upon us. Mauling, gnawing, choking us down its gullet. Daylight has burned to char and its ashes tossed to the wind. Not really, though. I’m trying to grow a beard. For no reason. So far I’ve managed an angry snow-dusted thorny thicket. I don’t know if this is…
Inside: The dark times are upon us; Ego; Dance Party USA (This is embarrassing) You have no idea how tempted I am to post LGN 99 with one sentence so I can officially move on to LGN 100. But no. I will maintain my blogger integrity. My fan are counting on me. WINTER IS UPON…
Inside: And I can not lie; %$@%! Muscle cramps; Limber 11 Yeh, that’s right. I’m jumping the shark. And that shark has a big ol’ booty. Don’t give me that look. You know you want to read this. THE MASON HUMP (No, not you, Mason.) That’s what we call it in our family. My mother’s…
438 HOURS 3 times/week x 52 weeks/year x 3 years – some = approximately 438 hours of training and classes. 438 days I’ve gone to the gym. 438 ass kickings. 438 hours invested into my health, fitness and wellness account. Year three is the leather/sunflower/moonstone anniversary, in case you were wondering. In honor of this momentous…
Inside: Kind of long;Winter’s maw; Quelling rumors about something I allegedly said; Reflecting on 2013 SLANDER AND LIBEL Allegedly, I once referred to people who do Mental Toughness class as… fitnesshealthmental toughnessunderground athlete
