What do you do when you're a 45 years old woman and it seems like no matter how hard you work at it, you just feel broken down and old? You go back to your roots. I hit that proverbial wall in March of this year and decided to toss the "conventional wisdom" I'd been reading and that "they" had been telling me for so many years and decided to go it alone in my own way...lifting heavy and running short and fast.
I don't really expect anyone to be interested in reading about my adventures and how/why I got here, but I find it cathartic to write it all down and get those words out of my head so I can think about others things. It would also be nice if my brain would quiet down so I could fall asleep when my face hits the pillow, but I'm not holding my breath on that one.
So thus is born The Wrinkled Barbell. If you're going to have fun writing, you may as well have a fun poke at yourself for being a bit different in this world of Olympic Weightlifting, and wanting to run short, hard, and fast.
*Disclaimer* I now consider myself an athlete, but I never said I was a good one. Just dedicated, disciplined, and very, very happy.
