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The Mock Meet, My First Competition

The Mock Meet When I first started Olympic lifting, I was adamant that I wouldn’t ever compete. I wasn’t interested in pushing myself. I wanted to get in shape, learn the movements, and have a good time. What I really wanted to avoid was anything competitive. I put that part of my life behind me, the competitive, win-at-all-cost…

So New: In Which We Write in Cafes (39 of 90)

I’ve been derelict in my writing. I wish I could say that I haven’t been avoiding it, but the reality is I’ve let my life and school get between me and the words. It’s created a weird angst within me, the calling that usually comes before I cut the reigns and find myself roaming the…

So New: In Which We Go To Bonge’s Tavern (38 of 90)

I’ve been plotting a trip to Bonge’s Tavern for a few weeks, but my plans kept falling through. That fact was disappointing me because I’d heard nothing but amazing things about this place, which is odd considering it’s in the middle of nowhere. How in the middle of nowhere, you ask. Check out this map…

So New: In Which We Get Fancy in Indy (35 of 90)

I’ve come to accept that I’m a little bit snobby. I don’t know how this happened or why this happened. I only know that it did happen. I’ve accepted it, embraced it and moved along. But I’ve been hard pressed to find people who are willing to join me on these escapades as a Fancy…

So New: In Which I Eat at Mesh (29 of 90)

I’ve fallen in love with Massachusetts Avenue in Indianapolis, which I suppose isn’t very difficult to do since there’s so much happening in the area. Theater. Restaurants. Art galleries. Ice cream. (The ice cream cannot be under-rated. You should trust me on that.) I’ve grown to enjoy it a bit more than Broad Ripple, which…