Opinion

The biggest misconception about CrossFit is that it is “too intense” or “too hard” for “normal” people. I don’t know how many times I’ve talked to people and had them tell me they are scared to try it…obviously the writer of this blurb fits into that category and hasn’t done the research to back up his comments.
I’m not sure what exactly folks think happens in CrossFit gyms, it seems that maybe they think we show up, get yelled at and made to lift super heavy weights and wreck our bodies with no thought to our fitness level or goals.
The awesome thing about CrossFit is that EVERYTHING you do is scalable. Which means there are many movements you can substitute for the “prescribed” movements and this can change daily, weekly, monthly as your fitness level gets better and better. That is why it works! And CrossFit coaches are trained to make sure that everybody who shows up is doing the correct movements (in the correct way) for where they are at fitness wise.

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Deep in Leonardo da Vinci's Codex is the sketch of a siege machine. Pedal-powered by a dozen warriors, seeing this monster isn't the true terror – it's the screams. Joshua's horns fell Jericho yet the drunken beast that encircles Bend daily may topple High Desert society. Neighbors cringe and traffic crawls, add mescaline and a cart of chickens and the inevitable accident will defy description. Leonardo labeled his invention “Rolling Shit Show” (loosely translated) but even he couldn't foresee how mixing booze and altitude enables extremes.
Welcome back to Bend. Gray hairs more bitter, Bachman and Paul, sniper rifles selling well at pawn shops. Why do the panhandlers seem younger and pudgier; where did all of the geese go? And the white squatters' house with the lava foundation behind the library, wasn't that why we have a historic district? Oh how this urban verb purges after another economic bust!

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I love your annual “Best of Central Oregon” feature and I decided to test your tastes by purchasing some bagels from Rockin’ Daves, your best choice for bagels in Central Oregon. Your praise, to me, was excessively effusive.

I ride a bike to work. Sometimes, I drive. The friendly BPD (Bend Police Department) have been out in force lately ticketing cyclists, but this new push to make bicycling safer here in Bend needs to address both the cyclists AND the cars.
First, if you're on a bike, you're a vehicle. Period. Follow the rules of the road because, quite frankly, you make the rest of us look bad. Ride on the correct side of the road, in the bike lane if there is one. Don't fly down the downtown sidewalks; it's rude and unsafe and will get you an expensive ticket. Try to signal your turns. I can't read your mind, and it annoys me when I sit and wait for you, and then you turn.