I started powerlifting in my early 20s. Not because someone handed me a program or pointed me toward a coach — but because I found the bar and something clicked that hasn’t stopped clicking since.
Thirty years later I’m still here. Still competing in the IPA and APF. Still showing up on meet day. Over twenty meets in, still learning something every time I step on the platform.
That’s not a story about natural talent or perfect genetics. That’s a story about figuring it out over three decades — what works, what breaks you, what keeps you going when everything in your life is telling you to back down.
I’m based in Wisconsin. I train with a crew of competitive lifters — anywhere from five to ten people on any given training day — all of them serious about the sport. That training environment is where a lot of what I write about and coach comes from. Real lifters, real problems, real solutions.
I also run **Mammoth Strength** — a powerlifting directory covering gyms, upcoming meets, and meet results. When I open the Mammoth Strength gym — which is coming sooner than later — it’ll be built on the same philosophy this site is built on: serious training, no fluff, lifters who are in it for the long haul.
My wife, Rebecca Roberts, is also a competitive powerlifter. She has been doing this longer than me (be a couple years). She has multiple records, and she is ranked in the Top 5 all-time in her weight class at 181.
If I am being honest, she is the star of the show and I am just a background character. I’m more than ok with that. Living with someone at that level has a way of sharpening your perspective on what serious training actually looks like. We push each other to be our best, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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