Love The Haters

There will be haters, doubters and non-believers. And there will be you proving them wrong -Anon

If you are pleasing 100% of the people, you’re doing something wrong. In your life pursuits, you will inevitably piss someone off. Congratulations. You stood for something. You made a choice. You maintained a stance. You weren’t swayed by the opinion of others.

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You need haters. You need the non-believers. You need the doubters.

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Why, you ask?

Fuel for the fire. Motivation. To prove them wrong. To show them it can be done. To prove to yourself that the only person that really matters is you. The best test of your own mettle is plugging forward when its nothing but an uphill battle. Nothing worthwhile was ever easy. If it was easy, everyone would be doing it. Get hit hard and keep moving.

So.

Thank you to all the haters, the past, the present and those who haven’t met me. It’s because of you that I keep pushing forward. I aim to make a difference while I’m here.

 

 

35 Kilograms in one Year

screenshotI started weightlifting as a full-time endeavor in December 2013. I increased my total by 35 kilos (that’s 77lbs)  over the course of this past year and I’m still growing as an athlete.

Yep, the first year was all about refining my technique and just learning how to use my body. It was also time for me to unlearn many bad habits. I’m feeling more and more comfortable with each lift each time I pick up the barbell. I hit a few snags along the way getting sidelined with a nasty hip injury for almost 3 months as well as battling through a couple illnesses and of course life gets in the way sometimes. But, all excuses aside. I’m still making improvements.

Here I am hitting a #205 Snatch.

My goal is to get as close to 100 kg (220lbs) as possible. I think with a little work, I could hit 100kg by the end of the year. Barring I can stay healthy and injury free.

Not too shabby for starting this journey late in life.

Now I have to focus more on my Clean & Jerk next.

Progress can only be made when you show up

Shift 6 of 9 in a row finished up today. I (literally) dragged my butt to the gym to siphon what energy I had left into a workout. It wasn’t pretty, but I got it done. I really just wanted to go home and collapse on the couch.

3 more to go….

But who’s counting?

Image source: If you want it, work for it. It’s that simple. – Quote Pictures / Quote Images / Quote Photos – iquotepictures.com.

I am a creature of habit

2013-12-14 19.07.20Today I had a finite amount of time to squeeze in a workout due to scheduling. My schedule opened up last minute and I had a window of time to fit in a workout.

The problem I have is I’ve become so set in my ways when it comes to my workout that I don’t know how to act or move when my time is limited. You see, I tend to spend a lot of time warming up. Some say I spend too much time (OK, most would say it). I’ve admitted on more than one occasion that mobility is my crutch. I mobilize every part of my body, every time I step into the gym.

Well today was the first day I didn’t. Instead of spending 20-30 minutes warming up with stretching, mobility and flexibility. I spent 7 whole minutes mobilizing what felt tight and jumping right into movement specific warm-ups with the barbell before adding the weight and diving into my workout.

I was nervous and quite honestly convinced that I wouldn’t be able to complete the workout due to time, or due to inability from not being ‘properly warmed up’.

I was pleasantly proven wrong. I got through my workout with time to spare! Talk about being released from the mobility shackles!!! Heh heh

Chalk this up to a lesson learned… I can survive on minimal time warming up. There is still hope for this 40+ body.

 

A different type of cold weather training

 

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I coach & train at an old-school garage-style stone-walled CrossFit (box) gym. When I mean garage-style I literally mean it’s a garage. 4 walls of nothing but brick and numerous rolling doors. Don’t get me wrong, I love that damn place. I truly do. I love everything about my home away from home. But it’s a garage with minimal indoor heating (the walls retain the cold temps for the better part of 6 months out of the year).

In the winter months it gets a tad bit ‘nippy’. We layer our clothing and peel off as we get ‘warmed-up’.

What makes things worse for someone like me, is that I coach after a full day at work. I occasionally workout after a full day of work. So my gym bag with all my gym-rat gear sits in my car, in the cold, for up to 12-14hrs. And in my part of the world it can get pretty cold.

You can imagine how enjoyable it is to leave work, head to the gym to coach/train. I have to change into my sub-zero cooled clothing.

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Talk about a shock to the system.

Brr.

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Yeah, like I said. I different type of cold weather training.

I guess if I really had to, or felt the urge I could lug my gym bag into work and leave it in my office for the day?

Hmm….


Day 7/365 a photo a day:

I always enjoy a good sunset.. #photooftheday #beautiful #365daysaphotoaday

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It’s all about the barbell. Living the dream. USAW sports performance coach

I continue to live the dream. My dream.

I spent the weekend attending a USAW Spots Performance Coaching certification course (formerly the USAW level 1). Something I have been wanting to attain for quite some time. I guess you could say the barbell bug bit me 3 years ago when CrossFit entered my life.

I dabbled with all things Olympic Weightlifting from the perspective of a CrossFit athlete, but really didn’t dig deep into the nuts and bolts of the sport of Weightlifting until a year ago this month when I entered as a participant in the ‘60 day challenge’ hosted by Columbus Weightlifting.

It just grew from there. I did the first challenge with some fellow athletes at my CrossFit box. It became quite the experience, enhanced by some great continuous personal feedback via the 60 day weightlifting challenge facebook page (and then private facebook group).

I was getting top tier coaching cues from some of the best weightlifting coaches on this side of the country. During that first challenge I hit numerous PR’s, even as I suffered through numerous injuries and setbacks.

The summer progressed. My box initiated and founded our very own barbell club. I attained my CrossFit level 1 trainer certification. Then I started to assist and eventually coach our barbell club.

I had (and still have) weightlifting fever. My next stop was talking the talk and gaining the knowledge to be able to coach my athletes at a higher level of performance. I also wanted to improve my own personal performance.

The stars aligned this past weekend. I got to rub shoulders with one of the premiere Olympic weightlifting coaches in the U.S., Mark Cannella. The man has a laundry list of experience. He’s been involved with and coaching the olympic lifts for the past 15+ years, including personally coaching numerous national champions and former and current Olympians!!!

Shut. The. Front. Door.

Here were some pics taken by our head coach as well as Mark:

(guess who I was? Yep, the guy in full depth squat. Big surprise)

Yep. I caught the bug.

I’ll be looking  for my USAW Advanced Sports Performance Coaching certificate.

 

 

 

 

Honoring the memory of a fallen CrossFit family member. Coach T.

CrossFit FBO @crossfitfbo lost a member of its family after a long hard fought battle. Tucker beat all the odds and survived longer than anyone ever predicted. Those who were lucky enough to have known him KNOW he survived on the love his extended family had for him especially his owners Lumpy & Kris. While his heart was failing we all knew just how much ‘Heart’ he truly had. He brightened our second home with tons of love and laughter. He will be missed. RIP coach T. Thank you for blessing my world. #crossfitfbo

I remember the first time I saw Tucker. I thought to myself, “wholly sh&t that dog is huge. I hope he doesn’t get hungry.” Tucker stood above waist height. He towered over most other dogs, heck he towered over some human beings. But his physical size only told a fraction of his story.

Tucker was CrossFit FBO. CrossFit FBO was Tucker. Tucker might have resided at his owner’s home, but he lived at FBO. Tucker was a part of such a larger family. Every person that stepped foot through the gym doors learned just how engrained Tucker truly was. He left an indelible mark on every person’s heart both young and old.

The irony of it all? His biological organ that was failing him was unequivocally the ‘glue’ that stitched our small  community together. Tucker suffered from heart failure, but he truly was the ‘heart’ of our gym.

I’m still considered a ‘newbie’ at our gym. I’ve only been there a year and a half. What I know is that Tucker out-lived all his doctors predictions. He was maxed out on every prescription medication you can give a canine, and yet he was still plugging away. Barking, playing and sleeping just like every healthy dog should.

I truly believe in the depths of my soul that Tucker outlived all the odds because of the love in his heart, and the love everyone had for him. Tucker brought smiles to everyone that crossed his path, and before you knew it he had you wrapped around his paw.

Tucker slipped his way into your heart without you knowing it. I miss that gentle giant. I sometimes walk the floors of the gym thinking he’s sleeping in the office, waiting for someone to walk in. I often miss the greetings you would get when you opened up the locked front door, perched at the entrance waiting for the first visitor.

Tucker had a presence. I’ve never met a dog who had a presence, yet he had a presence. You knew when he was there. You missed him when he wasn’t.

Tomorrow our gym is celebrating his life the only way our CrossFit community knows how, by sweating it out:

The Tongue: teams of two (any gender combination)

10 rounds of:
10 front squats
10 burpees
5 rounds of:
20 push press
20 cal row
2 rounds of:
50 hang power cleans
50 front rack lunges

**work can be divided anyway you want between team members. 2 bars for male/female teams. Females 55/65/75. Males 75/95/115.

** there will be a 30 min cap on this Wod. Scale accordingly**

A Memorial WOD and Fundraiser, proceeds benefit the ANNA Shelter (where I believe Tucker was from)

The night before this even, and I find myself feeling pensive.  I’ve been thinking about the gentle giant, and here are just some of the memories I have of Tucker:

  • I remember the first time I saw him and his ‘tongue’… I couldn’t stop staring at first. I felt so bad for the big fella, but he made it work
  • no matter how big he was, he acted and played like a puppy
  • I still remember how he would run, jump and prance up and down the gym
  • I loved when he would run, and then try to stop on a dime and just slide on the gym floor. Always reminded me of the movie Bambi, when Bambi slid on the ice
  • I remember how he used to bury his head into your hip (or groin) wanting attention. His silent way of saying, “pet me”
  • He actually knocked me over several times when he would bury his head to gain attention
  • “Tucker hates DanceVibe” still makes me chuckle, even though we all know he didn’t hate anyone
  • While his bark was ‘worse than his bite’… his bark could make strangers shake in their shoes
  • I was always amazed at how he could sleep on the most oddly sharped objects.. and it never phased him
  • Boy did he love to run. Give him the chance and he’d let loose out the back alley and into the streets of the city. I heard he loved chasing rabbits
  • Let’s not forget his slobber. It was impressive. It was sort of FBO’s hazing ritual, you weren’t really considered a member of the community until you got slobbered

That damn dog will truly be missed. I know his owners miss him. There’s a void now. I know they say time heals all wounds, but this one may never completely heal. The only comfort I can offer to Kris and Lumpy is that they are not alone. We miss him too.