Core Values and CrossFit

Life values I’ve learned from CrossFit and why I want to introduce CrossFit to everyone:

Integrity…Goals…Excuses…Confidence…Truth…Equality…etc, etc…

It’s weird when I try to explain to people how much I’ve learned about life from a nutrition/fitness program….maybe I can explain a little better…

When I first made my blog about my personal challenge of this 30 day diet, I said that it was hard for me to post this so publicly but doing so helps keep me accountable.

So there I was a few days later, sizing up my (whatever I wanted to eat), looking for an excuse to make it ok, I realized I would have to push back the entire experiment, admit failure to everyone and look like a weak person. I didn’t want to do that. I didn’t want to look like a weak person after making such a strong and public declaration. And I have people who read my blog tell me they respect my will power. I didn’t want to let them down. I knew, if I’m going to eat this, I’m just going to have to lie about it. I have to appear like a person of integrity.

WAIT….
Why am I aspiring to LOOK like a strong willed person? Why am I aspiring to LOOK like a person of integrity? I don’t want that. I want to BE a person of integrity.

Because, people sense genuine, and people know bullshit.

I sucked at double unders. It took me about a year and a half to get more than 3 together. I would complain about them, how I’m not meant to be good at them, how they were just never going to come to me, everyone knew I hated them. I went to Rogue and got a custom rope. I would “work” on them after the WOD. I would do a few, stand around, do a few, talk to the homeless people, try a few more, look around, get pissed off, and then call it a day. Then one day it started raining, I was in the parking lot across the street from the gym fumbling around with my rope, and it was a pretty quiet day. A few people were working out but no one was really outside or walking around to see me. I had no one to validate the fact that I was trying to be better at double unders. I had no reason to continue.

Hmmm…wait a minute. Why am I more concerned that people SEE ME attempting these than I am actually getting them down? I’m faking it! I’m just looking for people to validate that it’s not my fault I suck at these, and It’s ok, at least I’m trying. I got pissed at myself. I was shocked and embarrassed of my own childish behavior and excuses I didn’t even realize I was making. Do I want to be a good athlete, or do I want to appear like a dedicated athlete? …because I’m sure as shit not becoming a better athlete from standing around here trying to make people feel sorry for me, and feeling sorry for myself.

Feeling sorry for yourself or encouraging other people to feel sorry for you is completely and utterly pointless.

I emailed someone I respect a lot about diet, my biggest vice. I needed help. It just wasn’t working for me. I need his secrets. He said ‘cool, tell me what you’re eating and I’ll get back to you.’ I quickly logged on my online food journals and erased all the McDonalds I ate 3 weeks ago. I left some stuff out; moments of weakness I didn’t want documented, for myself or others, on display. And I waited; I waited for him to say “I don’t know, man, everything looks good. Poor you, you are doing all the right things.”

…and I waited. And I waited and about 6 weeks later I hadn’t heard from him and I finally was able to email him to admit I was a fraud. He forced me, unknowingly, to self-reflect on my diet. It wasn’t his secret knowledge I needed. It was someone to call my bullshit. I wanted people to feel sorry for me because I felt sorry for myself. I just wanted my efforts validated, and that was getting me NO WHERE.

So I called my own bullshit.

Ask yourself, have I really, truly done EVERYTHING POSSIBLE to achieve my goal. If I were to look back on what it is that DIDN’T get me there, and eliminated it, would I be successful? Is it worth it? Do I want that thing that is standing in my way more than I want my goal?

And if you ever get there, if you can look back and say I have tired 100% absolute hardest I know how and didn’t achieve my goal, you were never supposed to. Either that or life is forcing you to further educate yourself. Challenges are a gift. Embrace what you learned and move on.

Don’t feel sorry for yourself. Don’t want other people to feel sorry for you either. As coy as you think you might be, you’re probably just annoying. Don’t get jealous, get better. Life’s not fair, deal with it. Learn to recognize excuses. They are sometimes hidden. And be you. Don’t lie to others or yourself.  Fuck people who judge you. They don’t matter. Friends are always quality over quantity. Don’t fill up your life with bullshit; it takes away from the awesome. And you only have so much time.

Being true to who you are, being truthful to yourself and others, being happy with who you are—it is liberating. And people know. You can’t fake being a genuine person. It just doesn’t ever work.

Corny

One of the most common first sentences of emails I receive is “I know this is corny but…”

The concept of corny doesn’t exist. Corny is just honest, but with fear of judgment.
How about instead of avoiding things that are corny, you avoid things that are judgmental.

My all time favorite songs list

Just because…

Seminole Wind- John Anderson
Lowdown and Lonesome- Randy Houser
Fall of the Peacemakers- Molly Hatchet
War Pigs- Black Sabbath
Electric Worry- Clutch
Wagon Wheel- Old Crow Machine Show
Bulls on Parade- Rage Against the Machine
All I can do is write about it- Lynyrd Skynyrd
She rides- Danzig
I’m moving on- Rascal Flats
Somewhere South of Memphis- Randy Houser
Stupid Boy- Keith Urban
The perfect Country and Western Song- David Allen Coe
Like it’s a bad thing-Gary Allen
Copperhead Road- Steve Earle
Cowboy- Kid Rock
Time is running out- Muse
Disease- Matchbox 20
Closer- Nine Inch Nails
I hope you dance – Lee Ann Womack
Only God knows why- Kid Rock
Killing in the name of – Rage against the machine
Crazy bitch- Buck Cherry

I.F. – Why I’m pissed.

Why I’m pissed:

I’ve always been interested in food. I like both eating it and learning about it. I did too many yo-yo fad diets as a teenager before I realized there is a lot of conflicting information about food out there…and that annoyed me.  I decided to make my own opinions so I went to school for nutrition so that I could know my shit. And I ate all my whole grains like they said and graduated college fat like everyone else. I concluded, given my education, the best plan of action is ‘everything in moderation’ and to ‘follow the food guide pyramid’ and ‘eat small, frequent meals throughout the day’ and ‘exercise 60 min a day everyday- Riding your bike or walking the dog will do nicely.’

BULLSHIT

I learned walking the dog probably isn’t the best way to exercise for weight loss. No one told me that in college. About 3 years after college I started CrossFit.

I learned about the Paleo diet, gluten, lower carb/higher fat lifestyles and I started to think the system might be flawed.

Why was I lied to for 4 years? My professors didn’t maliciously lie to me. They are following advice, outlines, guidelines given to them by someone, who someone else gave to them and so on all the way up to the government, who makes guidelines based on corn farmer lobbyist and some faulted/biased studies previously done that concluded fat was bad for us and carbs were good.

How much do you truly understand the choices you make?

So here I am, about a week ago, thinking I’m one up on the system, I finally know my shit and I’m calling higher education, the government and USDA out on their faults.  I’m finally able to speak for myself and draw conclusions based on science rather than someone else’s opinion. And I’m counseling one of my pregnant women to eat small, frequent meals throughout the day because it ‘revs up your metabolism’ and ‘breakfast is the most important meal of the day.’

Why? Who told me that? Why do I believe that? Why do I tell other people that? Why do they believe me? Because I am a ‘nutrition health professional?’ What if I’m wrong?

I started research on intermitted fasting. The pro IM guys are claiming 2-3 meals per day is ideal and periods of fasting are good. I’m starting to believe what they are claiming.  They have just as many studies that prove their theories as the USDA has that prove the theories they like. All of which, I believe, are overly simplistic and biased.

So in conclusion, I think:
1) I’m back to where I started before college.
2) No one really knows what we should eat.
3) Read, analyze and experiment with everything as much as possible
4) Don’t conform
5) Question everything

P.S. Everything in moderation is annoying and bullshit. No one tells me I’m obsessive because I don’t smoke crack in moderation.

http://www.romanfitnesssystems.com/blog/intermittent-fasting-101/

Desiderata, Max Erhman

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

MY MANIFESTO

Live for a purpose. Constantly think, but do not overthink. Use your instincts.
Love everyone. Do what you want and want what you do. Don’t be afraid of people. Most people are good. Try your hardest not to judge people or put people in categories.  Ask questions. In fact, question everything. Never deny your mind or body nutrients. Eating healthy food is so much more than being skinny. Never do something just because someone or something told you to. Use the past and the future to help shape who you are in the present but don’t dwell in anything but right now. Mentally, physically and sexually challenge yourself and others. Hold your head up. Write things down. Surround yourself with people who lift you higher. Eliminate negativity. Listen to people, like, truly listen. You are a human, empathize! Be social. We are meant to be together.  Do it now! Spend as much time in the sun as possible. Happiness is the ultimate goal. Everything you do should be a step in the direction of general happiness.

Hello world!

Alright, here goes.
Stumbled on this. Blog sounds fun. Why not? I like to talk and I have some shit I would like to say.

I figure I can post articles I like, food journals, things I think about, maybe pictures and lifting videos and stuff.

My goal in life is to bring the empowerment and happiness I have found from fitness to other people. I have very little ideas on how I am going to do that, but I know for a 100% fact that thats what I want to do ‘when I grow up’ and thats really an amazing feeling for me. Very few things in life are definete.

I am really moved by the things that people have told me about inspiring them. I truely chose to share my lifting/life information with everyone I know on a daily basis for that exact reason. I want to leave this world just a little bit better than I came into. I want my presence on this planet to be positive and I want people who have known me to be a better person for having me in their lives.

I understand the struggle. I have struggled for years. My fitness journey has and always will be a struggle. I am no where near where I want to be but I am sure as hell closer than I was before and I will always keep getting better. I believe I was blessed with a horrible combination of relentlessness, stubborness, pride, perfectionism, no natural athletic ability, poor luck, curiousity, talkative/openess, and positivity to make me a wonderfully struggling potentially fabulous athlete and fitness professional. Que Sera, Sera.

90% of this blog will be fitness/nutrition related. Feel free to never come back if you don’t have interest in these topics. The remaining 10% will most likely be about happiness and shit that makes me happy. I like happiness, it’s a good topic to talk about.
Food generally makes me happy. I’d imagine I will be blogging about food a lot.
Disclaimer:
 1) I suck at technology. We all have our weaknesses. Please be patient.
 2) I’m a horrible speller.
 3) I’m impatient and spacey. I have trouble staying on topic. I ramble.
4) I am very not shy, an open book. Sometimes I say too much. Judge me if you’d prefer.
5) I talk about my training, my lifts and my ass. I’m proud of them, I earned them. If you thinks its cocky, annoying, or that I’m making it up…fuck you.  I, and the rest of the world don’t need your negativity. You can look at other blogs.
6) I find it necessary to uphold a certain level of professionalism on my facebook posts. I am excited to not have such limitations on this blog.
7) I prefer to make both love and war.