2020 sucks. This entire year has been one long, unbreakable drag of suckage. It’s draining, it’s discouraging, and I’m pretty sure it’s our fault. We’ve been dipping our toe into the hot garbage sea for the last few years and it’s probably time we jump in. Feet first. Don’t believe me? Well, then you’re a fancy pants, Flanders. I’ve been burning the candles at both ends and pretending to enjoy when my fingers get scabby. My diet consists of bad …

New Challenges are healthy. They are a necessary opportunity to establish a path you didn’t know existed. Struggle breaths life into a skeleton. Rain feeds a dying plant. But dude, new challenges are soooo challenging. I started a new job on Monday. It’s exciting. FNX is awesome. Products are awesome, people are awesome, and the environment is exactly what I’ve been missing. It ain’t easy, but man… it’s fun. There’s a CrossFit gym attached to it. All the equipment, all the …

So yeah… How to Apologize I don’t know if I’m in the right mindset to write this today. The range of emotions racing through my mind has me unable to truly focus. For the last 10 years, I worked in Corporate America. As of Wednesday, that’s no longer the case. It’s bittersweet, to be sure, but 10 years anywhere is bound to seep into your bones. I’m shook… and, excited. I feel this sense of relief and disdain. Fear and …

“It’s not supposed to be easy. If it were, it wouldn’t work. Nothing easy results in growth. You persevere by making choices to overcome and offer more effort than excuses. This is why you train, not to win a trophy, but to flourish physically and mentally… and spiritually. You’re here to improve. Be like the clock, keep moving.” – Me, during a little self talk (er, therapy) session in the middle of a short workout. Self Talk I’ve been here …

I’m not entirely sure if there is such a thing. It’s an illusion. A wavy pool in the desert of parenthood. A fun family workout is a dad’s Atlantis or Holy Grail, something that can only exist in fiction. Like a child who cleans up after themselves and says thank you. The fun family workout can only exist in the mind. Even my family, a collection of moderately-active rascals with personalities and joy, cannot finish a family workout without tears …

I’m not saying I’m an expert in Turkish Get-ups. If you’re looking for fitness expertise within, Pat and Taz Barber or Cheryl Hargrove need to be given the microphone. They can teach TGUs better than I can recite the ABCs. Top notch teachers with the ability to educate and not inundate. In my mind, the strength of OTB is built around the people… and you’ll be hard pressed to find three better than those. Even Pat, a man who allegedly …

Oh boy. We’re in the safe space, right? I can say stuff between us friends and you won’t tell anyone, right? Thanks. That makes me feel so much better. I’m about to say some stuff about myself that’s um… embarrassing. So, if you’re not down with that, then just skip ahead to the lunge workout. Let’s start from the top. I’m in a bit of a stressful period of my life. Ya know, the whole global pandemic thing, and then …

What a weird time. The world has effectively gone anti-social and anti-bacterial in efforts to combat this insane virus. We’re in a time that’ll be discussed in history books. Disease, social anxiety, prevention, the holy grail economy, alllllll the hand washing. Our kid’s kids aren’t going to believe this. And then, to make it even more confusing, there’s the Tiger King. This man’s story belongs in the history books too! Netflix has (again) united so many people during a really …

What a time to be alive. It feels like just yesterday that I was worried about a teething baby and a flooded bathroom. Now, we got real concerns going on. COVID-19 is exposing some real weak points for some of us, myself especially. My brain is running in every direction, so much so that even a fast workout seems like an impossible commitment. I’m so worried about my kids safety/school work, my work going in the tank, and my house …