There are few things that interest me more than nutrition and Cross Fit. The following is one of those things. For the past 3+ years, myself and a few others have been working on getting our boy Johnny Walker and family to the states. JW (pictured below in case you're slow) is a bad ass. For the past 6 years, the mug has been an interpreter in Iraq and risked his life more times than I can count. Few folks have sacrificed more than he. Thanks to his tireless support to the US and his deep-seeded hatred of Muj, he earned his spot here in the States. Last week, he and his family finally escaped and immigrated (legally) to San Diego. Next to seeing 10 fingers and 10 toes on my kids at birth, I don't think I have ever been more relieved then when old JW hit the States. Right on brother! You made it!
(For those that play the stock market; I'd buy stock in Johnny Walker Red and Marlboro's)