The following was written by Karla Herdzik and is reproduced with permission.
My basement is kind of a man cave. Yes, it has a washer and dryer and it’s painted pretty turquoise, but otherwise — total man cave. Across from my instruments of laundry, I keep my instruments of shooting. My workbench has stacks of targets, wrenches, optics, target pasters, and gun cleaning supplies. Underneath the workbench (and actually, at the bottom of the stairs) are veritable mountains of ammo. I also stash a piece of PVC pipe so I can work on my overhead squat form, as well as a couple of kettlebells. Seriously — total man cave, with a few small girly touches . . .