Paleo Treats Podcast

After a chance meeting while coaching young athletes I stayed in touch with Eric Bostrom for two reasons. First, he had a clean energy. I know that sounds pretty damn woo-woo, but as I've gotten older I've just learned to trust my gut more when it comes to meeting people. Eric was soft spoken but from the moment I met him there was an obvious intensity to him. That leads to the second reason: He was a champion motorcycle racer. You don't get to be a champion by being unfocused, and God knows I love the folks who can dial in focus to the white hot intensity of a thousand burning suns. Getting on a motorcycle (for me) represents the fastest way to transition from the normal humdrum of life into an experience that puts you at mortal peril. One minute you're straddling an inert piece of metal and plastic in front of your house, the next you're in traffic, whipping along at speeds humans just weren't meant to attain, surrounded by heavy and fast beasts that basically don't notice or care whether you exist. Bloody