Wednesday, September 3, 2014

It's Working

My bacon and egg diet is really starting to pay off - I've lost 14 pounds, my cholesterol is down 43 points, and my triglyceride count is down 69 points (!). My fasting glucose level is a little high, but I've found some research that explains this curious phenomenon, and I'll make some adjustments before my next glucose test.


Tuesday, August 5, 2014


At the end of last year, I set a goal to make it to my CrossFit Box fifty times in 2014 - essentially, once a week. It sounds like a very modest goal, and it is, but it seemed ambitious at the time. You see, since running in the Tough Mudder in May 2012, I hadn't trained very much: my wife and I had a new baby, I had developed plantar fasciitis from poor/over-training for the 'Mudder, and general life-clutter and stress had ushered in a period of unshakable inertia. My gym attendance had fallen to nothing.

By the Fall of 2013, I had put on weight and slowed down considerably. Around Thanksgiving, I had a moment of grim, mortal self-perception: As I was carrying my toddler up the stairs, I realized that I was short of breath. Wow, I thought. I am really, really out of shape. And more, I thought: "this little boy is my most active kid - he needs and is going to need a lot more from me physically than I can give him in this state. I've got to do something about that. I'm not getting younger."

So this goal was different from the outset, because it wasn't for me. I needed to make a change in order to provide something for someone else. The practical goal was modest, but the underlying reason was profound. And I think that this was a crucial difference that aided me in my journey. We hear a lot about how we should "do it for ourselves." That mindset is ultimately limiting. When we account for others in our endeavors, we can unlock so much more of our potential and purpose.

It's little more than halfway through the year, and already, I've essentially reached my goal:

Achieving this goal has had unexpected benefits: since April, I've been using an online tracking tool to record my workouts and body metrics. And I've seen some pretty remarkable results in that short period:

In short, the simple, clear, and unambiguous goal to make it to the gym for my son's sake has snowballed: I've lost weight and changed my body composition; I'm going to the gym more often, striving to improve my workout scores, eating better, and generally improving my quality of life in almost every way. That's huge.

Most importantly, though, now I can haul my (bigger) toddler up and down the stairs, toss him around, flip him upside down, and chase him around, no problem. Back to the way a dad should be.

Start small, be consistent, hold yourself accountable, and do it for a real reason. It makes all the difference.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

CrossFit Works. Period.

Twice-a-week, one-hour workouts. Nothing more.

Time Frame: 3 months
Weight: -2.0 lbs
Body Fat: -3.4% 
Lean Mass: +5.2 lbs

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Why I Love World Cup

Costa Rica! Fantastic! Fans of England, Uruguay and Italy barely acknowledged your presence in the group. I am guilty of this personally and I apologise. You proved us wrong. Well done. 
- An English Soccer Fan
What other professional sporting event features this kind of magnanimity?

Friday, June 6, 2014


Setting a goal is not the main thing. It is deciding how you will go about achieving it and staying with that plan. --Tom Landry
I don't like football and I despise the Cowboys, but this quote has real wisdom.

Monday, February 24, 2014


So Princess Buttercup married Humperdinck after all, and the Prince decided not to kill his Bride. Instead, Florin's newly-anointed power couple have conspired together in order to take the crown of Florin for themselves, and to consolidate power over Guilder. All that while having depraved three-way trysts with Count Rugen.

The Prince & Buttercup are not without problems, however: the Albino's body lays undiscovered in the fire swamp, having been clubbed by a bar wench for being too creepy. Who knows what the ROUS will do with the corpse. And Vizzini, with his wealth and acumen, has sided with the king and strives against them. Ultimately, though, Vizzini realizes that he cannot match Humperdinck's maneuvering. In a desperate gambit, he switches allegiance to Humperdinck. And the king, found to have visited Miracle Max one too many times, must step down.

Meanwhile, Westley still longs for true love, but his turn as the Dread Pirate Roberts has corrupted his soul, and he lives only as a mercenary to the highest bidder. Poor Inigo Montoya is gone, having been discovered dead under mysterious circumstances following a relapse into alcoholism. Did Humperdinck and Buttercup have him killed?

It looks like only Fezzik can save the day, but he has been curiously missing thus far. 

Oh, haven't you seen House of Cards?

(My mid-season review is here).