Saturday, March 25, 2017
Friday, March 24, 2017
"Drummer John “Sib” Hashian who set the beat on Boston’s first two albums — the eponymous 1976 rock landmark and 1978 chart-topping sequel “Don’t Look Back” — died this week with drumsticks in hand."
More at The Miami Herald
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Monday, March 20, 2017
Sunday, March 19, 2017
Friday, March 17, 2017
Thursday, March 16, 2017
It's not unusual to find bodies all over the floor when the WOD is over, but today I died much earlier than expected.
Started with 4 sets of 10 reps each of Bench Presses (115#, 120#, 135#, 145) the moved got right to work on 3 rounds of:
- 20 Upright Row (45#)
- 30 Ab mat situps
- 400m run
- 50 walking lunges
- 60 sec Plank
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
I have a confession. I did not want to do the CrossFit Open 17.3 WOD. Hang with me--there's a point to this.
The more I watched the reports online and noticed what other CrossFit boxes were doing, the closer I came to ditching the effort.
Mind you, I'm an old guy, so I was already thinking of how to scale (modify) the session so something could be done with it. I decided (almost last minute) that I was not going to do 17.3. Then I got an e-mail from a guy who trains with me (you know who you are) who was very excited about doing 17.3 with whatever modification I found.
Permit me first to tell you a little about 17.3: it begins with 8 minutes of work and if the athlete completes all the work within the 8 minutes, he or she is awarded with 4 minutes of more work. If the athlete completes the additional work before time elapses, he or she receives 4 additional minutes to do (you guess it) more work. This goes on for 24 minutes, total.
Here's what happened: we got to the gym and I had a very difficult time mentally getting out of the warm-up stage (I was that excited). But like jumping off the high-dive, I started the music (Foo Fighters!), hit the clock and we all started the pull-ups.
Fast-forward to the end: I did not beat the 8 minute clock, so I did not earn the coveted addition of 4 minutes. But one guy did, so we cheered him on through his next four minutes of work. He was three reps short away from earning an additional 4 minutes when the buzzer sounded. Disappointment rained down (not really. More like, "relief").
Here's what I got out of 17.3--my buddy Brad over at SEALGrinderPT had to remind me (restated in my own words): pressure does one of two things--it either crushes or it creates diamonds. I choose the diamond.
Pressure is not fun. But what would we have without pressure? In a sense, one has a pile of untried resources that, if you think about it, aren't worth anything. Is it trash or not? To find out what it's worth, you gotta crush it.
Suffering sucks. But you gotta embrace the suck to be the diamond in the end.
Strange things happen under pressure. For one thing, there's a kind of loneliness--even if you are struggling right beside someone. It's lonely because the pain and the work is all your own. Ain't nobody going to do it for you and ain't nobody gonna hurt the way you do when it's all over.
On the other hand, the person suffering next to you--now that person understands. So you "feed" off of each other, encouraging each other along. Still doing your own work, experiencing your own pain, but together you work some, cheer some, suffer some. This is how you get through it-- together. The team who suffers together, the team who does the hard things together, comes out different in the end than when it all began.
But if the athlete never starts, he never knows.
I did 17.3 and hated it. I still do.
Do you know how long 8 minutes is? It's a like week in CrossFit time.
But I did it.
"There's no crying in CrossFit," someone reminded me before we began.
Yes, there is. It's just that everyone's too exhausted to do it.
I did it. I did 17.3, thanks to "you know who you are." And by the way, I thanked him for pushing me over my red-line.
And I am stronger.
Just a little bit more than the day before.
I choose the diamond.
Monday, March 13, 2017
Sunday, March 12, 2017
Saturday, March 11, 2017
This afternoon I came home and she pointed out that at one point in my run, I hit my fastest speed: 85.98 mph (see the chart, below). She showed my on her computer. I double checked my tracker, and sure enough. There it is.
That spike (above) is where my jet pack kicked in. Or something.
I have no clue what happened. But there it is. In the record books.
No wonder I'm so tired!
Wednesday, March 08, 2017
Remember when you were a kid and you wanted to fly a kite but there was no wind? So you took your kite, played out about three feet of string and started running until the kite began to climb. You ran and played out more and more string until you felt the sky pull it back and "viola!" your kite was in the air!
My day began much like that. Only without the running. Or the kite. I had zero mojo at first but doing much better now.
Had a fantastic WOD for lunch today and I'll have to say I was not excited about it at first but it was fun after all. What made the fun was seeing hard work paying off with heavier weights and faster speeds.
Started off with a 3-3-2-2-1-1 Dead Lift (3 reps twice, add weight, 2 reps twice, add weight, 1 rep twice, at heaviest weight). Started off at 115# and ended at 275#. Next time, I shoot higher!
The WOD was:
20 box jumps
40 Thruster (45#)
40 Dead Lift (115#)
20 power cleans (115#)
"It really isn't about the destination it's about the journey and the harder the journey is the more rewarding the destination." (Zach)
I've got climbing fever.
Thinking about Mt. Mitchell again in May . . .
Tuesday, March 07, 2017
Since using a fitness tracker, I've (as of this writing):
- logged 685 workouts
- run 945 miles (the air-distance from where I live to Ft. Worth, TX)
- trained for 18 days, 13 hours and 38 minutes
- burned 306,043 calories (equivalent to eating 543 Big Macs--which I don't. Can't stand McDonalds.)
In February 2017, I burned
- 4,480 calories
- logged 7 hours, 54 minutes, 20 seconds of fitness
- ran 14 miles
I may not be moving faster, but I'm going places. And I'm lifting heavier, which is cool. Got that "Mighty" feeling wracking my body!
Strength: 4x10 push press (started at 95#, ended at 120#)
WOD AMRAP 10
- 2 power snatch
- 30 Double Unders (or 60 single jump rope)
- 4 power snatch
- 30 DUBs
- 6 power snatch
- 30 DUBs
After yesterday's WOD I had to laugh . . . legs just won't work after those weighted walking lunges!
Monday, March 06, 2017
Took a whole 12 minutes, from bumper to bumper.
Not counting the 10 minute specialized warm-up.
Feeling every tread on each wheel 'bout now.
Using 30# Dumbbells (adding 60 pounds to my frame), we did the following (modified) in 12 minutes:
50 foot walking lunge
16 Knee to Elbow
8 Dumbbell Power Clean
50 foot walking lunge
8 pull-ups + 8 dips
8 Dumbbell Power Clean
Slow moving truck, I tell ya.
I'll be over here feelin' mighty with my proteins shake and banana.
Sunday, March 05, 2017
(Krakauer, Jon. Eiger Dreams: Ventures Among Men and Mountains. Krakauer: Lyons & Burford, 1990. p. 11)
Friday, March 03, 2017
Celo Knob (6,327 feet) on the way to Mount Mitchell (6,683 feet, in the clouds, behind me in this pic). 8 more peaks to summit and descend from this point before we're there. (May, 2015)
"Mountain climbing is comprehended dimly, if at all, by most of the nonclimbing world. It's a favorite subject for bad movies and spurious metaphors. A dream about scaling some high, jagged alp is something a shrink can really sink his teeth into. The activity is wrapped in tales of audacity and disaster that make other sports out to be trivial games by comparison; as in idea, climbing strikes that chord in the public imagination most often associated with sharks and killer bees . . . why would a normal person want to do this stuff?" (Author's note, viii)
Krakauer, Jon. Eiger Dreams: Ventures Among Men and Mountains. Krakauer: Lyons & Burford, 1990.
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
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