All right, I'm going to get castrated here in a minute for getting on the
computer at a conference, but it's less of a worry than what would happen
to me if I didn't post something today. (Jason would beat me with a
stick.)
I promise to write a more compelling...
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I love going to fitness seminars for three reasons:
1. I get to travel to somewhere in the US I've never been (I've been to
Stamford, San Diego, Little Rock, Los Angeles, and Washington DC in the
past two years.)
2. I usually cover the event for T-Nation.com, meet new fitness gurus...
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I can't get the taste of salt, algae, and really weak lime juice out of my
mouth.
I swallowed a few quarts of this disgusting concoction on Tuesday
afternoon while “wakeboarding.†Well, that’s what my
friends called it before I strapped up and dove in. Now they call it
“Let’s watch...
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I am a light sleeper. I wake up to the sound of my cell phone vibrating, to
the sound of a car door closing, to the sound of my downstairs neighbor
smoking a cigarette and talking on his cell phone beneath my window. While
this is annoying, especially because I...
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Like it says on my "about Nate" page, I co-own a personal training studio
in the ski-resort town of Whitefish, MT.
I have a weird grab-bag assortment of clients from international business
consultants and high-school athletes all the way to housewives, retired
executives, and young entrepreneurs.
And while I’m a stickler for...
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Emailing and rejecting a client.
Breaking up with an apathetic and uninspiring girlfriend.
Handing in your two week notice.
Saying “Good Bye†to a circle of friends who do nothing but
complain, bitch, and sulk.
Clicking “send†on an email to a potential mentor.
Introducing yourself to a group of high-powered executives.
Speaking up when...
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