So. Yeah. My birthday was pretty awesome.

41 years young. That’s right. Forty-One-years-young.

I can honestly say, I’m in a better place both mentally, physically and emotionally than age 31. Does everyone who makes it over that ‘hill’ feel that way??

Whew.. I can remember when ‘over the hill’ (in my mind) meant eminent death. Or at least death was on the horizon. Boy was I wrong. I’m in better health in my 40′s than my 30′s.

My entire day was pretty awesome. It didn’t involve any breath-taking adventures or weekend journey’s. What it DID involve was spending my day… my way.  I wanted to be with the people that enrich my life. That included my beautiful wife and everyone at my CrossFit Box.

My morning started off with this:

I then made a pretty significant PR during my training session. I’m always happy when I get to spend time at the Bar..-bell.

Then I got to spend some awesome time with my CrossFit FBO family for a Team WOD:

After the team WOD, I spent some one-on-one quality time with a small group of athletes working on mobility.  One of them even made me gluten-free birthday brownies! (they tasted divine)

I wrapped up my day by taking a traditional ‘old man’ afternoon nap. My beautiful wife and I rented a movie and ordered Pizza. (My father claims this is the first sign of old age… Pizza for your birthday… heh heh)

I spent the evening hanging out with my love and our crazee cats.

I woke up. I got to train. I got to coach. I got to spend time with my Angel of a wife. I got to relax and breathe in my wonderful life.

My perfect birthday.

 

Throwback thursday | #TBT

Circa late 1980′s :

sean1Well, this could have been 1990 or 1991? Not really sure. Check out the duck ‘remote caddy’ (do you remember those things??) in the background.

I decided to jump on the bandwagon. I’ve been seeing the #TBT posts for a while now, and quite honestly I just figured out what they meant a couple weeks ago. I’m getting old, I know. I feel like my social media skills are aging quickly. I can remember a time when the only hashtag we had (for Twitter) was #FF for ‘follow friday’. Whew have things progressed. (Get off my lawn!! – Thanks Mike)

So, back to the shockingly hilarious picture. How do you like the hair?? Yep. I did have hair at some point in my life. Although I can honestly say I’ve spent almost half my life bald now, LOL. SShhh.. don’t tell anyone.

Was I really that pale??

Hey, we all have to laugh at ourselves occasionally.. some just do it more often than others.

This one time… in boot camp…

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away… on one particular summer I was once a high school graduate teenager attending The United States Marine Corps basic training boot camp in Parris Island, South Carolina.

As you can imagine I have plenty of stories describing my many adventures during that summer. One story in particular relates to the local wild life.

The beloved sand flea.

Summers were hot and humid in South Carolina. Summers were humid, but the mornings were relatively cool. This was the ideal time for our drill instructors  to take us out for our traditional ‘jog’ or ‘walk’. And when I say jog or walk, I mean a 5 to 10 mile run and/ or a 10-20 mile hike (sometimes with full gear).

We’d start our morning excursion most of the time before the sun rose, and would finish our leisurely exercise (insert sarcasm here) just as the sun was starting to make the ever-loving turn from a warming quench of fresh air, to the blissful pea-soup you could drink right out of the sky. Sticky is a nice way of describing the atmosphere.

It was that time of the morning that our friend the Sand Flea would be paying us a visit.

You see, our Sand Flea friends would sleep in until the Sun started to blaze mid-morning. Then our friend the Sand Flea would show up in droves with all their family and friends to greet us during squad formation after our morning stroll. Standing in formation, sweat dripping off of our earlobes and gasping for better air because all of sudden you went from breathing the air to licking it off your lips.

Our friend the Sand Flea is a distant weird annoying cousin to the very popular mosquito. They too love the taste of humidity, let alone the succulent sweet aroma of human sweat.

THE most important rule when standing in formation is to stand still. You are not permitted to move an inch, unless you are told to do so by your drill instructor.

Order and alignment must be maintained at all times, regardless of how large that puddle of sweat is growing on the ground next to your feet. As the sweat continues to pour off of your ear lobe, and the sand fleas huddle around your ears singing their melodies in that oh-so familiar screetchingly loud and piercing sound, you must maintain strict discipline. Do not move.

While we maintained control and learned to ‘lock it up’, everyone in my squad really wanted to do this:

via LOL!!! :) / iFunny :).

You never understand the true meaning of control, until you can’t swat a swarming array of Sand Fleas.

11 (not)cool things that happen when you get the flu

For the past 7, or 8.. maybe 9 (I really don’t know, I’ve lost count) days I’ve been a house hobbit spending my days transferring my weight from my bed, to my couch and my office chair. I succumbed to the dreaded influenza, or as we all like to call it the ‘flu’. (I have come to fondly refer to it as death, though)

I must admit I do not remember ever being at this level of ‘sick’ before in my lifetime. Truth be told, this has taken the new top spot on just how sick my human body can really get (that is before I’m hospitalized).

I consider myself a fairly healthy guy, with a pretty strong immune system. In the past 5, maybe 10 years I think I’ve been truly ‘sick’ that required me to barricade myself in my house. It seems the current influenza strain(s) had a very different opinion of me and my so-called immune system.

As a health care provider, I was well aware that Influenza was a tad bit more severe this year. Thanks to the CDC website, and my own personal & professional experience, I knew that my neck of the woods in particular was hit hard with severe strains of Influenza. Not only was I treating many patients with refractory Influenza requiring hospitalization, but many of my friends (at least 3 or 4) were also battling the illness at home.

I also knew that the current Influenza strain was affecting the younger population more than previous years. The healthier middle-aged population was getting side-swiped with this virulent virus.

In retrospect, I was exposed to the virus QUITE a bit over the last 6 weeks. I guess I should not have been shocked when I started developing the signs and symptoms? (I can hear Home Simpson’s voice in my head…. DOH!)

Oh, and for all the naysayers out there, yes, I got the seasonal flu vaccine this season. I get the vaccine every year. Always have, always will. The flu vaccine does not prevent the flu, it doesn’t give you the flu. What it does do  is increase your odds of fighting off the virus. It always has, and will always be a gamble, as the vaccine that is produced annually is based on previous disease outbreak evidence. I always get the vaccine to help stack my deck against the susceptibility of the illness.

Needless to say I’ve suffered through a week or more of this nastiness, I’ve been taking the over the counter medications like their vitamins, keeping hydrated and finally raising the white flag and seeing my PCP to make sure I don’t have some additional super-infection festering in the shadows of this darn flu illness.

My recent ‘camping’ trip on my couch over the past 8+ days has proved enlightening. I thought I’d share some thoughts with you concerning how cool it is to get the flu:

  1. Water tastes the same as coffee
  2. When you sneeze your truly understand what sinus pressure is all about
  3. Gravity breathing through one nare is an art and a science
  4. Your hair hurts.. even when your bald
  5. You discover a new kind of drunk – alcohol’s got nuthin’ on OTC cold meds. Word.
  6. The darth vader-like voice you have only pales in comparison to the 1-900 voice you acquire as the illness progresses
  7. You truly discover just how comfortable (or uncomfortable) your couch truly is
  8. You become a kleenex connoisseur
  9. Brushing your teeth is now a full-fledged chore
  10. This is the one time of the year when showering is truly optional
  11. You acquire a profound respect for intracranial pressure (ICP) every single time you cough – because your ICP increases so much that your eyeballs slightly pop out of their sockets each time you cough

Be safe out there everyone. Wash your hands. Get the flu shot.

Excuse me while I get another Kleenex…

For the love of that beautifully brewed beverage – Coffee

For the Love of Coffee – YouTube.

While my love for coffee is unquestionable, I always find my sense of humor when it comes to the coffee connoisseurs of the world. The ‘hoighty-toighty’ urban dwellers that spend more time sipping the darn stuff and categorizing this fine beverage instead of enjoying it.

Take for instance Kopi Luwak brand coffee:

“…is one of the most expensive coffees in the world, selling for between US$100 and $600 per pound in 2010″

Yet, guess how this ‘fine brew’ is made:

“refers to the beans of coffee berries once they have been eaten and excreted by the Asian palm civet (a cat)”

That’s right folks, the most expensive and supposedly the best tasting coffee is made from the excrement of wild cats.

I do have to wonder how good that coffee tastes? Now if you’ll excuse me, my coffee mug needs a refill.

The infamous ‘CrossFit Trickery’

“Marguerita” – YouTube.

The above WOD seems so simple, so easy, and dare I say even fun?? Classic CrossFit trickery. LOL

CrossFit Trickery:

The foolish act of thinking that a WOD actually looks easy, when it fact it kicks your *$$

Yet. I’d still do it. That’s just how we CrossFit crazees roll….

:)

My blog’s 2013 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 28,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 10 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.