Do You Even Paleo Finally Gets A Refresh!

If you’re a regular reader of my little chunk of the internet, you may have noticed a recent change.

After running this blog as a pasttime for the past 4 or so years, I finally decided to shed my hastily homemade logo in favor of something that looks more snazzy.

What do you think? I freaking love it!

I’ve been meaning to do this for (let’s be real) years, but I don’t have the know-how. Luckily, one of my former coworkers it immeasurably talented with this stuff. So I had coffee with her and asked if she would be interested in making a new logo for me. Not long after, the new logo was born!

I have to give a huge shout-out to Linda, who made the logo. You can find her at She’s an awesome human being and happens to also be into website building and graphic design. Thanks, Linda, for all your help!

Down the road there will likely be more changes to the layout and things like that. Got to keep you all on your toes! But for now, I wanted to roll out the logo as soon as possible. Because it rocks. And Linda rocks.

CrossFitters Aren't Normal |

CrossFitters Aren’t Normal

Having dinner with my family, I joked about how introverted my husband is. Whenever I try to introduce him to my CrossFit family, he jokes that he doesn’t want to be friends with “those people”. Unfortunately, my sister latched onto that line: “I wouldn’t want to be friends with those people either.”

Me: “Why not? They’re normal people. Some of the nicest people I know.”

Sister: “They’re not normal people.”

This threatened to ignite a fire because I knew she meant it negatively. There’s something wrong with people who work out regularly and enjoy it, to her. Especially CrossFitters – we drank the Kool-Aid, we joined a cult. We’re not normal.

I changed the subject to avoid an argument we’ve had before, but in my head I was firing off retorts (starting with something I’ve wondered frequently when talking to her: “can’t you support my activity in something that obviously makes me happier?”). Until I realized that she was right. We aren’t normal. But perhaps not in the way she meant.

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