overwhelmed

The barbell hit the rack with a clang that echoed through the empty garage, and I let my arms drop to my sides, breathing hard. 175 pounds, eight reps, clean. I could feel the pump in my chest, the ti

The living room smelled like popcorn and laundry detergent, which is probably not the sexiest combination in the world, but that's where we found ourselves on a Thursday night after you'd come back fr