Snow Day!


Growing up in the Minneapolis suburbs always meant enjoying at least one Snow Day each winter. Once a heavy snow started, I’d stay glued to WCCO tv or radio with fingers crossed in hopes of a sleep in and jammies day in front of the tv. There was one day where the cancellation was called late. The roads and sidewalks were all ice but ‘CCO didn’t say those magic words so I made my way over to my friends house. More than double the time it usually took me and many falls later, I made it to Sandy’s (I’d walk to her, we’d walk to Kim’s, and then walk the rest of the way together) where her Ma promptly told me that Sandy had gone back to bed because school was cancelled. Awesome. I got to walk back home in that crap the whole while thinking of all the nasty things I’d say to my Ma for making me go! But then I got home and she had pancakes waiting for me. Syrup heals all wounds.


Living in the middle of cornfields in Minnesota when the kids were growing up meant a couple of guaranteed Snow Days. If the buses can’t get to the country kids, the city kids benefit. Yeah country kids! I still had WCCO on the radio then, waiting for Hutchinson to be called. One morning, they called us late so I woke up the Princess of the World (Za) to get moving. As she was coming out of the bathroom I ran up the stairs calling “Snow Day! Snow Day!” She bolted for her room and jumped back into bed, pulled the covers over her head and I didn’t hear anything else from her until about two in the afternoon. The Princess can sleep.

When we moved back up north to Wisconsin, Oz made it clear that he expected at least one good Snow Day. But the locals quashed that idea. See, all the schools in our little ‘Tosa are within walking distance. So Snow Days are a rarity.  In fact, Bigg doesn’t even remember having a snow day. But last night’s snow hit hard. And fast. We shoveled, in the snow, and knew the next morning wasn’t going to be pretty.

Bigg woke up early to start shoveling while Oz and I slept in (awwwww, I know rights?!) I snoozed my first alarm when I noticed I had a voicemail from 5:47am from a local number. Who would be calling me…wait a minute…Snow Day??? Yup. I guess since there’s no ‘CCO in Tosa they actually have a call system to let you know.

So Oz gets to sleep in and I get to drink coffee in the quiet peace of heavy snow.


I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.

Mae West

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For training opportunities at tosabarbell, call or text Juli at 320-296-9313. e-mail to At tosabarbell, I build relationships cultivated in a strength and learning environment. There is no 12 week magic pill program to strength but rather a lifetime commitment to be the very best and most useful human you can be. tosabarbell is a private, home grown gym with three lifting platforms; squat rack; prowlers; throwing implements; bars, bumpers and everything else needed for an effective strength and conditioning program. Straightforward barbell programming including the Olympic lifts; sound (read: not fancy bullshit) diet advance for weight gain or loss; and strong coaching will ensure you will meet your goals such as becoming stronger, more explosive, and better conditioned. I have been coaching teams and athletes for over 30 years. I grew up participating in various sports at various levels but was always drawn to those that require strength training. I have multiple local, national, and world records in the sports of Weightlifting and Highland Games Heavy Events as well as a combined total of 5 World Championships. My 5 years of training and coaching under Mark Rippetoe provided a wide range of influence from some of the top strength & conditioning and throwing coaches in the country. I will strongly encourage tosabarbell athletes to compete (and prepare you to do so.) However, tosabarbell is also for those who wish to be stronger and go through life feeling better. Matt WanAt is a retired Professional Strongman who competed frequently with Strongman Champions League in Europe. He played a year of D1 football with Iowa before concentrating on his Chemical Engineering degree in Iowa City. He is a native of Wauwatosa and still remains a staunch supporter of Tosa East. This blog will be a mixture of strength notes, coaching and nutrition tips, personal shit; bacon delicacies, and a whole lot of fun.
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