Me getting a bunch of pets in my early twenties: Haha fuck yeah!!! Yes!! Me taking care of geriatric pets in my mid thirties, contemplating pet death: Well this fucking sucks. What the fuck.

New PR on front squat last night. 215. Previous was 185. Still a long ways to go, but a 30lbs gain feels great.

Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright that God may love thee. Speak the truth always, even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong. That is your oath.

This was an extremely hard weekend and Monday because we had to put our first pup to sleep after 15 years. Of all of the things I have to be grateful to him for, I want to highlight this: he taught me the difference between depression and grief. There was so much love even with all of the heartache.