Lift Heavy Run Long Podcast - Inspire. Be Inspired.

Beefcake #27 The sound from above mimicked that of an earthquake. The "booms" and "thuds" sounded like a thunderstorm, which was raining shot puts. I couldn't imagine that the upstairs of our house would hold up a great deal longer. If the second floor of my home came crashing down into my bedroom, I would not have been the least bit surprised. The madness and the chaos coming from above was as intense as any that I have ever heard. As the ruckus continued, I took a moment, allowed myself to enjoy the goosebumps that were running throughout my body, and I gave the most sincere thanks to whomever/whatever is responsible for my existence. Judging from the pounding coming from the other end of my ceiling, I knew that this was not the end... but only the beginning. As I laid there smiling, I took the opportunity to steal a glance at my beautiful wife, as she contently read her magazine. I watched as she enjoyed the sounds of the house, as it shook on it's foundation. You see, the thundering from above was cause