This is a book I should have written. Hello? I’m a scientist. I experiment for a living. And I love fitness.
But it wasn’t me who wrote it, it was Charlotte Hilton Anderson (seriously? Coolest. Name. Ever.) And its a damn good thing she did because her blog is one of the funniest blogs I read, and she is one of the funniest, smartest, quirkiest, and honest women I “know”. Not to mention she’s probably the only other person out there who is as obsessed with fitness experimenting as I am. Plus, she’s a writer. A real writer. And as such she does this subject far better justice than I could ever hope to.
Charlotte has been doing month-long fitness experiments (think Crossfit, The Monkey Bar Gym, Kettlebells, even *gasp* Tracy we-all-know-how-I-feel-about-her Anderson) for about three years now, and the book is a chronicle of her first year of experiments. Each month we get, with wit and sass, a detailed description of the experiment, the “theory” (I have to use the quotation marks out of fear that my PhD advisor will see this and take me to task for allowing the misuse of this word to go unnoticed) behind the experiment, the results, and her final thoughts.
Mixed in with all that seriousness, we get hilarious stories about falling off treadmills, doing handstands into stairwells, and wearing a lime green home-cut t-shirt as a halter top during a workout. But we also get to see her vulnerable side. This book combines science with funny with serious with really serious in ways that I can’t even begin to describe, but if you have ever read her blog, you know what I mean. If you haven’t read her blog…proceed with caution. You will become addicted.
In the end, she tells us what she’s learned. But there will be no spoiler here. Suffice it to say that, while these experiments might not be “rigorous” according to hard core scientists, they stand up to the scrutiny of the Real World. Which is more important in this case.
If it wasn’t abundantly clear yet, I recommend that you get this book. The woman references Zubaz pants for the love of god. For that reason alone, she is my hero.
I just re-read this and realized that I think I might have a girl-crush on Charlotte.