Gotta love bowhunting literally in your own backyard. 250 pounds of venison incoming. These two whitetail 8-pointers were taken from a tree stand about 20 yards away from my kids’ playscape in our backyard about ten minutes apart. Funny story: after my cousin double-lunged the first one, another buck came running in to the area to mock the first. As he was goring the newly dead body with his antlers to show he reigns supreme, he became the second buck of the day. Guess the rut will do that to you. We do have an incredible little spot for all kinds of pre-forest wildlife with the woods and the stream that flows through the valley about 40 yards below this. Black bears, bobcats, coyotes, foxes, owls, tons of chipmunk and squirrels, red tailed hawks . . . the whole menagerie. The deer are incredibly overpopulated in this suburban area; there isn’t a day that I don’t see half a dozen at least. Sad that hunting season is going to end so quickly for us though... At least the freezer is packed. 

DOWN 40LBS SINCE 8/30

Word. Finally got my shit together. Giving myself a little room this weekend. Then back at it. Would love to get 50 by 12/31. 

Rachel Bloom and crew nailed it. If you ever had a desire to go to law school, don’t. Real talk. Don’t do it. I still need/want to write a book about this. 

Soul crushing work.

Soul crushing debt.

Soul crushing people.

Been the worst poster ever for the past couple of years. Hard for me to find the energy to use another social media platform, but I do like getting the chance to pull up the Tumblr archive like a diary/journal, so here goes. 

Sad to see a lot of familiar faces have moved on. Happy to see some old friends still grinding on my dash. 

The bad news: I ballooned back up to my heaviest since 2011 earlier this year. 

The good news: working on a modest fitness routine, keto and IF, I have shed almost 35 pounds and counting.

Good luck to all and, as the great Cameron Hanes likes to say, keep hammering. 

@usdagov the food pyramid is broken. Get happy and healthy. Time to fix it, one whole egg at a time.

#disciplinedecember Snow day means it was easy to get a rack at the gym. Saturday morning deadlifts. #deadlifts #disciplineequalsfreedom

And exhale

Hours in the for the year

Evening lifting session

Bring on the holidays

There were these pure arresting moments when you stepped outside your head Outside your pain, outside control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage Outside the need to get it, get it, you will never get it, that’s okay

#squaterday #disciplinedecember #disciplineequalsfreedom #sqwats

First outdoor run since 2013 happened. 

No time, no distance, just a loop around the neighborhood. It’s funny how I was embarrassed to go out there for so long, knowing that they could see me huff and puff and take walk breaks. Fuck them. Fuck the fear. If someone wants to mock me for getting out there and doing it, let that doubt be my fuel. 

Also, now I feel great. Remember that feeling, please. 

Dinner incoming. 

Unsophisticated Log

Woke 5:27a

Supplements: ~6:00a G-Fuel watermelon (1 scoop); orange triad multi, alpha brain, PAGG stack AM, curcumin 

Gym: 6:15a

Squats - slow, easy 5x5x135 plus warm

Deadlifts - slow, easy 5x5x135 plus warm

Showered and dressed at gym

First food: 8:15a

Work: 8:20a

George Watsky “Talking To Myself”

I’ve been on a three-year bulk, just like Jonah Hill. He told me now that War Dogs is over that it’s time to cut. Leggo!