Casting the first stone

This, my first post on an honest-to-goodness attempt at a "real-world" blog (aka, outside of myspace) should explain to all zero readers what it is i'm trying to convey here, from where i hail and why my lungs mysteriously continue to inflate - so here goes... in an attempt to keep it brief like BVD:

I'm really into oranges right now, partially because i can call them "dessert" or a healthy snack and the vitamin-C keeps my immune system up and running. This is especially important right now because i'm awaiting a phone call from my doctor any moment where he will unveil the shiny, bitter truth that i have mono and will be out of racing for the next month. This leads me to fact #1 about the author - I am an amateur triathlete.

If triathlon were categorized as cycling is, i would consider myself to be a CAT 3 triathlete, which i would define as "very new to the sport and competent, though not wholly competitive - yet". Many people would say i'm obsessed with the sport, which could be fair - but since i live a relatively balanced life i would prefer to switch verbs to "dedicated" or "passionate", which leads me to point #1...

Exuding Ferocity
I have so titled this blog to appropriately describe how i am living my life right now. Up until a couple of years ago i would say I was a people-pleaser and pretty non-confrontational. I was willing to sacrifice my own happiness and personal gain far too easily just to "go with the flow". Over the course of many months i have come to get to know myself much better, and therefore my opinion of life, people and my own goals has changed dramatically. I now lead my life with passion, purpose and an honest sense of enjoyment.

Make no mistake, this blog will not be "organic" or "an exercise in self-discovery" or any of that new-age i'm-really-in-touch-with-my-yoga-instructor kind of generalized crap. That said, the lack of hippy-flow group-think here casts light upon my choice for the URL for this blog cahitb which stands for "cut a hole in the box" - a reference to the grossly overused marketing term of "thinking outside the box" which i think we all hate by now, as well as the absurdly hysterical SNL sketch performed by Justin Timberlake - I believe in Step 1, because few things are so ferocious. On a side note, i think most of us who live in NW Portland would actually quite enjoy getting close to our female yoga instructors.

I can guarantee to most people who aren't reading this that the blog will be heavily based on my own exploration through life which will include a heavy dose of triathlon training, marketing/advertising discoveries and rants/raves, a bit of obsession with appropriate grammar, spelling and punctuation, and references to just how much i hate getting dropped on the bike, love slightly more mature women with the bodies of 23 year-olds and have been forced to give up beer and dairy in order to save my immediate friends/family the noxious hate from my digestive system. This doesn't mean i give up on ice cream or gelatto though, fuck that - i just remind myself of the great words of Patrick Marzullo: "That shit will make you slow".

Fact of the day:
Nike "gave out" over 1500 versions of Bowerman and the men of Oregon to site guests, donated by the publisher due to a mis-printing run which omitted 35+ pages of material; I don't know if Nike is aware. These pages just so happened to detail the final months and tragic death of Steve Prefontane.... i discovered this last night as i magically was transported a year in advance with the flip of a single page. If I hadn't already scoured the book for any sign of such a logo, i would have said "That is so InFocus".