From Denver to Cookeville, aka The Soggy Edge

Post WOD at CrossFit Elizabethtown.

Post WOD at CrossFit Elizabethtown, Kentucky.

Many apologies for not writing more frequently, but such is life on the Soggy Edge.

This post will have to be a bit different from the others. I’m not going to take the time to write about everything that’s happened, so I’ll have to just pull a few select tales. Besides, the chronological travel log style is not really the kind of writing I had hoped for myself, so this will be a break from that.

Also, the heat and humidity and general rugged lifestyle is destroying my electronics. This computer is driving me nuts. I never know where my cursor is and it unexpectedly jumps to random places. And the struggle for decent wifi continues. There will be no uploading of photos, because it drives me to tears. (Update – I’ve now come back and added photos.)

But enough griping. Let’s see what I can do.

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The 3 B’s. Or is it 4?

And just like the rest of the world, I’ve decided to start a blog.

And just like the rest of the world, I have a good reason for doing so! Really!

It’s all in the name: Barbells Bikes and Bones. Shall I explain?

Barbells are for CrossFit… no wait, where are you going?! Come back!!

I know, we all have that CrossFit friend. The one that can’t stop talking about the WOD (“Why does he keep talking about blowing his wad?”) and the superiority of Paleo diets (“I was under the impression that not having to fight saber tooth cats for the privilege to scavenge a rotting carcass was a good thing?”) and Annie Thorisdottir (“I thought Thor’s daughter’s name was Torunn?”). I like to think that I’m not one of those CrossFit crazies, but perhaps I flatter myself.

Lori and Lisa behind me seem to really trust that I'm not going to drop that barbell on them.

Lori and Lisa behind me seem to really trust that I’m not going to drop that barbell on them.

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