Finland part 3 (the part where things got picked up)

Of course, the whole purpose of the trip was to lift things. I’ve put off writing this portion because it has taken me time to digest what happened, how it feels, and what comes next. This was my first international competition and actually, since I bombed out in squats at Nationals, the first time I’ve…

Entering Bardo

Whenever I travel, especially when travelling without my family, I find myself leaving before I leave. I woke this morning, finished putting the last few things into my suitcases for my trip to Finland, walked out the door of my house, and am already travelling, even though I am sitting in my usual coffee shop…

Two short weeks until IPF Worlds, Salo, Finland

I’m not quite sure why I the passage of time has eluded me over the last two weeks. Maybe it was being caught up in training and work or being distracted by the sudden appearance of Spring. Whatever the case, it only dawned on me yesterday that June is next week and I leave on…

Faith and deadlifts

Sometimes I think it would be easier to be a religious person. There’s a certain appeal in the idea of being able to hand off ultimate control to some intangible, omniscient entity, a relief in the idea of not holding your own destiny firmly in your two hands every hour of every day. But I’m…

On becoming a process person

“I got 88%. What did you get?” Remember when you got tests back in school and the questions would fly? There never was a “right” answer. If you got a better mark, you might feel momentarily better while other kids would call you a show-off or make flippant comments about how you ALWAYS got good…