In the vein of continually getting better, I just started sending out a “pre-interview” request for the Paleo Treats podcast. This one went out to Gavin McClurg, a paraglider. They’ll probably change as I go along, but I thought you’d enjoy it.
Man stands in an empty ball field at home plate. It’s night. Half a moon, maybe less. A few clouds scud across the sky. Dull glow on the horizon, some distant city. Enough light to see, but barely. The wind moans through the batting cages. Lonely.
I’ve had a couple people ask me for business advice lately, and I was taken aback by how little I know about business as I tried to come up with an answer.
White knuckled Paleo Treats for the tree climbing cliff jumping vine swinging hirsute and horrible ancient Homo Paleolithus and his beautiful, wiser and better half, Fem-Paleolithas. Known for incessantly lifting tremendous weight, feared the world over for the worthy war cry springing from the depths of dark and dangerous gyms where (gasp) free weights are …