Where in the Hell Have I Been?

What has happened to The Outdoor Journey? Has it been abandoned? Did I get run over by a truck? Or am I just standing on a stage, prattling on to an empty auditorium?

Playing with chick’s butts & other updates

I’m a bit behind schedule on my CrossFit/CrossFit Endurance and the Athlete’s Garden updates. In one quick post I’ll bring you up to speed and let you know why I need to take a sabbatical from my work here.

Can you train for endurance sports and still look good naked?

What we have in play here are two mutually exclusive goals: being competitive in an endurance sport and looking good naked.

More on my semi-retirement from triathlon

I’ve been trying to write a follow-up to why I have chosen to semi-retire from the sport of triathlon, but I keep getting myself into corners and making the damn thing far more melodramatic than the subject deserves. To keep it relatively short, I just turned on the webcam and started blathering away.

Some words about my semi-retirement…

Allow me to start this off with an apology.
I have been negligent in my responsibilities in keeping this blog current and guilty of providing you with little in the way of interesting content over the last few months. I have failed to live up to my expectations and, most likely, yours. To try and explain [...]

Saying farewell to triathlon

The time has come to pull myself away from the triathlon lifestyle and the sport of triathlon. This decision, while fairly spontaneous, has been fermenting in my noggin’ for the past several weeks.

On understanding…

I came across this great quote today from a psychology text book: “I have made a ceaseless effort not to ridicule, not to bewail, not to scorn human actions, but to understand them.” Benedict Spinoza, A Political Treatise, 1677

Is it finally OK to call someone fat?

My family was recently at a pool party to celebrate the end of my daughter’s first soccer season. As I looked around at the kids frolicking in the pool, I was shocked to see that out of the dozen or so girls on the team, 10 were obese. I’m not talking about having a little extra baby fat, I’m talking double-fisted Twinkie-eating-hand-me-another-grape-soda-mom kind of fat. Lest you think me a physique snob, my wife, who is very sensitive about these matters, was the one who pointed out that one girl looked like she was pregnant. When are parents going to stop killing their children?

Medical Terms 101: CBT

In my ongoing effort to make this online project as educational as possible, from time to time I will expose you to some new vocabulary. Of course, don’t expect anything highbrow. Today’s word is CBT. It’s medical slang for Chronic Biscuit Toxicity or Chronic Burger Toxicity…i.e, the patient is really fat.
Doctors seem to be inventing [...]

The multigenerational impact of food

I’ve been thinking about food today.

Food obviously plays an important role in our lives. It’s what nourishes us in the womb and once we start the dying process upon our “hatching.” We can use food for fuel, performance, escapism, and even as a source of slow suicide.