"Do you suppose they will choose to make war against lean, solid dogs rather than against fat and tender sheep?"
By the week before a competition, you’ve accumulated fatigue and it’s time to refill your tank with a week’s layoff. That means going easy and limiting yourself to foam rolling and active recovery (spelled “yoga”). Everyone I know tries to screw this up. You’re resting and supercompensating from training stress and your body is gathering... Continue Reading →
Maybe I'll just never wear pants again. That's how awesome it is to ditch hiking in 2-lb. pants and a pinchy belt for the sublime freedom of the Silly Yoga Shorts. I took advantage of cold weather today to simulate the much lower temperatures at GoRuck (55-60°F), and I learned a couple things. First, nothing... Continue Reading →
A mind is a terrible thing. If you are lucky enough not to have one, I counsel you to keep it that way. If you do acquire a mind, you may end up like me. I have gone far, far down the rabbit hole in preparing for the all-night ruck, and it has led me... Continue Reading →
To prep for the all-night ruck, I'm going out for a couple of days again in the Marijuana Highlands to conduct Official Scientific Inquiry. Here are today's dumb experiments Highly Dignified Research Questions. 1) How little food can I get away with? When I’m ketotic, I can go a long time comfortably without eating. This is... Continue Reading →
It's getting easier! Today I took just the pack--no kettlebell, no log, no jerry can--and trooped along very happily for about 12 miles.
At last, my beautiful, homely boots are resoled. I doubt whether I’ll outlive these tough old oaks (but I’ll do my best). Our town’s cobbler is a master craftsman and a study in paradox: a stone-cold, tie-dyed hippie, he also has in him something of a Teddy Roosevelt or Friedrich Nietzsche, condemning successive generations’ preference... Continue Reading →
If you were ever hectored about your posture, you were probably told to "stand up straight" and maybe to turn your chest out or pull your shoulders back. Those are good cues, but nobody mentions the most important thing: "elbow pits forward." Jerry shirt, jerry can To stand up straight up with your chest out,... Continue Reading →
In this upcoming all-night ruck, everyone moves as a team, so the slowest person sets the pace. Hopefully that's not me--there will be a lot of cardio studs with lungs like jet turbines. I can live with it if I end up as the "weak sister," but actually I think I'm in luck. The team... Continue Reading →
