I Couldn't Remember My Password. That Was the Best News of the Trip.

I walked up to the booth at CES ready to buy a glucose monitor. Bright lights, shiny counters, staff handing out little treats and packets of electrolyte powder. Six figures of trade-show budget, probably more, and it showed. I had just come from the panel. Two people I respect had talked about w…

In August 2024 I was at the worst point of eighteen months of back pain. My wife was putting my socks on for me. I was half-listening to a podcast when I heard a Stanford neuroscientist mention a compound called BPC-157. That afternoon I was on a vendor's website with a bank transfer form open. I…

I slid twenty kilos onto each side of the bar and stepped under it. Sixty kilos with the bar. Ten reps at that weight is a warm-up for me, the set I do without thinking about it. I got to five and had to rack it. Nothing had gone wrong. I had slept badly, so I told myself that was the reason. Then …