It's because as kids we're weaned on a diet of pemmican, coho salmon and Kraft dinner and forced by our mothers to fell timbre and haul it back to our cabins in order to stock up for the eight-month winter. The logs get bigger as we get older. This all amidst the everpresent threat of a grizzly or moose attack (or, worse, a dual assault).
In seriousness, awesome lifts, arramzy. I really like the way you squat.
Edit: the above makes sense if you ignore my location left; born and raised in the Great White North, eh?