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GROWING UP IN UTAH was surreal—kind of like being in an episode of “Leave it to Beaver,” which is why I’m never surprised by news like this. Now it turns out that

You can’t deny it: Hellboy has a kickin’ bod.

Anyone know how he got that rockin’ body? I mean, they do all sorts of things in hell. Sheesh, Hellboy—give up your secret, whatever it is. With billboards all over Hollywood, he’s pretty good at P.R., too. I’m a little jealous. (Relax, mom. He’s the good guy).

Last night a guy I hadn’t seen in several weeks came by, and things got hot & heavy. OK, really hot and heavy. I always knew he was aggressive, but I’m embarrassed to say this morning I have five hickeys as evidence of our unscripted rendezvous. I’ve tried on every turtleneck sweater, but none of them cover all of them up. I can’t go out this way; please help. —Covered in Hickeys

Kind of like my first dollar.

Today, we passed 100,000 page views since I launched version 2.0 of PEACE LOVE LUNGES here on WordPress.

The fact that you take a little time out of your day to spend with me is flattering, to say the least. I’m grateful for all the opportunities that have come my way since I decided to get my shit together four years ago and launch a personal training business, but this blog has a special place in my heart. And you are a major force behind my success.

Thank you.

A FEW MONTHS AGO, I KNEW I NEEDED SOME HELP. A few major issues had cropped up for me, and while I won’t go into them here, it was clear I had a blind spot. Actually, I had a few blind spots, and I wasn’t willing to let my Achilles heel send me the way of Achilles.

So off I went to therapy, and the process is proving invaluable to me. From getting off antidepressants to experimenting with new ways of dealing with a wider range of emotional frequency, my weekly 45 minutes on the couch with “John” is money and time well spent.

The experience I’m about to describe occurred after I left one of those early sessions. I felt high in the same way I do after exercise: energized, clear—more present. Even the colors of the world seemed to vibrate more intensely. The sky was gray and thick with electricity, and I patiently waited in traffic at a red light.  And on one of those rare days of spring in L.A.—it started to rain.

In this brief moment of clairvoyance, I saw him.