When you have a blog called “Guns and Barbells” and then you hear about an event that incorporates both guns AND barbells, well, the fact of the matter is that you absolutely must attend! I found out about The Tactical Games about 10 days before the event, via a friend’s Facebook post. I haven’t shot … More Guns AND Barbells? Yes, Please!
There comes a time when enough is enough — when it’s time to let go. It happens throughout our lives, whether we want it to or not. Time to let go of those penguin pajama pants you’ve had since college. Time to let go of someone you love enough to know you don’t love him … More Hanging Up the Jersey
In the Old Testament, the prophet Elijah performed some of the cooler miracles of his day. One particular miracle, in which he called down fire from heaven to consume a sacrifice in front of the prophets of a false god was particularly flashy. Elijah (and God!) rocked that day on the mountain, but the evil … More 3-Gun University: A Coach’s Eye
It happens to all of us. We anticipate a major shooting event for months, stalk the sign-up link so we can click SUBMIT at one second past the designated hour, fill our social media feeds with “Oh man, I’m so excited for this event in 97 days!”, make our travel plans, clean our guns, and … More Poor Match Day Performance? It’s All In Your Head!
Guns. They’re in the news every day, seemingly always the target of some political assault that casts them in a negative light. Guns are scary. Guns are evil. Guns will grow legs, jump out and blow your head off with their unlimited-capacity, super-automatic death clips. Guns are the devil! Except, no, they’re not. … More 3 Guns = 3x the Fun!
At some point in the last few years, I started taking shooting too seriously. When I first started shooting competitively, every weekend was something to look forward to, and even a one-day local match that didn’t count for anything got me pumped up to play! I anticipated the challenge of the stages, the time spent … More Why So Serious?
I’m not fat…I’m just thick-legged. I’ve always been heavier than I look. It began way back as a kid in the church nursery. My parents would hand me over to the nursery worker and there would be a sudden jolt downward as the nursery worker was surprised by my weight. I’d like to think I … More DR. THICKLEGS OR: HOW I LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE MY CANKLES