Hey, I’m Brody.
I’ve cut my finger completely off. When I saw a small white bone instead of the finger which was attached just moments prior, I passed out. Doctors had to stitch beneath my fingernail to re-attach the pathetic mess of skin I now call my left index finger.
I’ve never successfully climbed to 20,000 feet. I aspire to reach that altitude and to exceed it. Returning to sea level, safely, also appeals to me.
I’ve been a vegetarian my entire life. So the answers to your inevitable questions are “yeah, never even tried it,” and, “nope, not even once. And no, not even steak.” But friends tell me that they hid meat in my vegetarian middle school cheese-and-mayonnaise lunch sandwiches more than I’ll ever know. I’ve accidentally eaten substantial amounts of meat on 2 other occasions.
And yes, it is my own prerogative at this point in my life.
I served as Vice President of Lindsey Elementary School‘s Student Council in Chesterland, Ohio. In high school, I was Student Council Treasurer. In my university years, I was twice elected Student Body President of Salt Lake City’s Westminster College. This isn’t a logical flow of progression as much as it is a sign of a student government dweeb in denial.
At the age of 9, I borrowed $300 from my parents to fulfill a dream of scratching records like the DJs I envied on MTV.
It took a long time to pay them back. But, 10 years later, I was the Owner/Head Entertainer of a 90’s byproduct, Brody’s Xtreme Sounds, liquidating my full-time disc jockey business before college. Over those 10 years, I played hundreds of shows. Running this business comprised my childhood, from ages 9-19.
For my junior and senior years of high school, I left my home high school and attended Vermont’s own Mount Snow Academy. There, I was able to train with freestyle (ski, not hip-hop) coaches on a daily basis while receiving private tutoring based around a heavy schedule of competitive freestyle skiing throughout New England.
I’ve never high dived, scuba dived, or sky dived.
Chasing winter is my idea of fun. Growing up, I trained as an aerialist at Mont Chalet, Ohio and the Olympic Training Center in Lake Placid, New York during the summer months.
I also skied on glaciers in Oregon or Whistler during the summer, trying to learn the same tricks as the kids who skied at “real mountains” with “terrain parks.”
I’ve only been whitewater kayaking since May 2010. It’s still very new to me and I am having “fun” learning how to avoid certain death in frigid, miserable, rushing rapids.
I almost left Peru without going to Machu Picchu, but a small Peruvian man made fun of me for the idea. Instead, I hiked around the wonder-of-the-world amidst stints of regurgitating Peruvian street food.
I actually haven’t done too much traveling. What I have done has been mostly alone. I don’t object to traveling solo. Perhaps I prefer it. I feel a very strong propensity to explore the world while still relatively young, and I foresee myself visiting many far-off places in the near future.
Friends play a monumental role in my life, as my relocations are based 100% off them and their surroundings. In our favorite activities, we trust one another with our lives on a daily basis.
My family has raised me to foster an appreciation of the outdoors. Growing up, our vacation destinations always consisted of cold, snowy mountains and National Parks.
Upon college graduation, I spent a month traveling around scenic Alaska with my parents and older sister. This is normally followed with a “no” response to “did you see Sarah Palin?”…which isn’t funny.
Immediately following Alaska, I moved my life (aka pile of climbing, skiing, and ‘yakking gear shoved into and atop an Audi wagon) from Salt Lake City to Bozeman, Montana for a summer of kayaking and climbing.
Two months later, from Bozeman, I begana 2900-mile trip across most of the United States. In a day, I hitchhiked ~500 miles from Bozeman to Kalispell, Montana, outside Glacier National Park.
After visiting my family at home in Ohio, I flew to India to attend a friend’s lively wedding celebrations. I celebrated her new home with a month-long trip exploring her husband’s native country. I almost left without seeing the Taj Mahal, but I’m glad I didn’t. I would have missed the opportunity to make fun of all the stupid pictures that people take in front of it.
I have not enjoyed the sweet flavor of soda pop since 8th grade. I’ve never been on a “resort” or “beach” vacation, and am curious as to what such a trip would entail.
Money is just paper, and does not drive me. I was very busine$$-minded at a young age, and my mobile DJ business allowed me financial freedom that few teenagers earn. Now, while most of my peers are coming into their newly-acquired finance-minds, I am doing the polar opposite. Maybe I’m making up for a childhood relinquished to business calls and contracts, or maybe it’s because I dread working for anyone but myself, but I see meager importance in my earning more than a subsistence at this point in my life. And even that subsistence comes from sources obscure to most people. I don’t expect anyone to agree with me. I am still extremely entrepreneurially-minded, but my ‘preneurs diverge from normal ventures.
At Westminster College, I double-majored in Economics and Honors (a philosophy/liberal-arts curriculum degree) and studied Spanish as a minor. During commencement, the college president presented me with the college’s highest award: the President’s Leadership Award. I had slipped him $100,000 in unmarked foreign currency, and it definitely worked—I got a plaque. A fun contingent of friends and professors biked to commencement. We had balloons, bike locks, suit jackets, robes, and graduation cords in tow. We locked our bikes to the handrails leading to the main entrance.
I’m an outspoken advocate of sustainable modes of transportation. In college, I designed a free bike rental program, Westminster Wheels, that has since been modeled at other campuses across the country.
Soccer was my life while growing up. After playing my last high school game, my co-captain, Tom, and I sat in the stadium’s parking lot and cried for hours. I’d dedicated 15 years of my life to a sport that seemed to have dead-ended.
I listen to strange podcasts–like those about philosophy, survival, entrepreneurship, economics, and adventure. Sometimes, they’re in Spanish. I speak Spanish.
I grew up racing sailboats. I ran track and cross-country. From ages 17 to 19 I was a meathead and lifted weights in the gym 5 days each week.
Currently, I ski with support from Smith Optics, Skullcandy, Line Skis, and Canyons Resort. I spend my time thinking, traveling, kayaking, climbing, skiing, biking around the city, and writing. The mountains bring out the life within me.
[ed note: this page is absolutely not updated. to stay updated until this page is, read the blog. duh. -bcl]
[ed note #2: but here’s the quick rundown: since India, I skied in Utah for a few months, Tahoe for a month, went on a 2-month climbing trip to Korea and China, went to Hawaii for 1.5 months to finish my cross-country bike ride by biking around the coast of the big island and then spending 3 weeks on Maui, went home for a week, went on a week-long sea kayaking & camping trip with my family, and finally went to Grand Teton National Park for 2 weeks of climbing, hiking, and camping.]
[ed note #3: since the Tetons, I went to Colorado’s Rifle Canyon for a week of climbing, to California for some surfing and seeing friends, and finally to Nevada’s Red Rock State Park for a day of climbing. I’ve been climbing a lot and thinking about skiing even more. I really need to re-write this ‘about’ page.]