Rethinking: Week One

This past Saturday, my wife and I returned to the King of Prussia Mall, and somehow, we survived. Frankly, it was a much better experience than usual, which isn’t all that hard, I suppose, considering the loathing I bear towards KoP. The difference? We came in with a plan, an agenda, and we pursued that

Makin’ Them Gains

Well, here we are, entering the fourth week of the new year, and things seem to be going pretty well over here. Well, they’re okay. Better than last year, at least, and isn’t that something we can point to as progress? In case that sounds like I’ve made some kind of New Year’s resolution, I

My Body. My Battle.

When I started this blog, I had few expectations beyond writing whatever came into my head. Sometimes it would be funny. Sometimes it would be introspective. Sometimes both. I didn’t know it at the time, but it would also become a conduit for processing grief, from the death of my father and our beloved cat

The Unbearable Weight of…Weight

A little less than a year ago, I wrote a post about my goal to transform my sad, flabby formless form into a taut and toned beach bod. Okay, maybe I was a little more realistic about my goals, but I was excited to put in the effort and see how my body would change. I

How Much Is Enough?

“Well, I gotta say,” Mike said one night as we were sitting around the table, “Frank and Katie, you guys look terrific.” I’m sure I blushed. They were the words I wanted to hear so badly, more than I’m comfortable admitting. As you may recall, several months ago I posted about my burgeoning weightlifting regimen.

The Perils of Being a Lister

For the longest time, I thought of myself as an easygoing guy. I would tell people I was up for anything, that I’d go with the flow, that I was happy to do what everyone else wants to do. Just let me know when and where, and I’ll be there, ready to get down or