Friend, fellow Crossfitter, and super-talented photographer Guillermo Cummings took a picture of me doing 17.3 on Friday that I still don’t quite have a handle on. He posted it across his social media last night, and shortly thereafter:
A couple of days ago the owner and head coach at my Crossfit box emailed and asked if they could use my before and now pictures for a post in their social media. I agreed – I don’t like my fat picture, but, as I told him, if I didn’t want it out there I shouldn’t have put it out there. I offered to take a current “now” picture, so I did that this morning and sent the pictures over. The post below is the one they made on Instagram – they also posted this on Facebook.
I never dreamed I’d be the guy getting air time on a Crossfit gym’s social media, but it is happening. I kind of don’t even know what to think – it feels surreal. The best part has been the comments, both from my peers at the box as well as complete strangers. The universal positivity and happy-for-me-ness is very gratifying. Crossfit is a group effort, and I feel that more now than ever. It makes a difference knowing all of those people are really rooting for me. Read more
Back in August, relatively early in my current path to fitness, I wrote this post, in which I articulated some secondary goals related to my fitness. These are not goals about the fitness itself – they are goals that address a theme I’d call “How I Want to Live My Life”. For the record, though I couldn’t have done so when I wrote that post, I can sum the answer to that up in one word now – Adventure.
One of those goals is worth quoting in its entirety:
Start keeping track of bag nights. I love to hike and camp, and I don’t do it enough because it can be hard. I don’t have the energy, and the physical work is just exhausting. It has been on the order of years since I’ve done even minor camping. That has to change, if for no other reason than that I’m committed to introducing my kids to the outdoors.
And so last weekend I took my oldest son on his first camping trip. Read more
When I registered for the Celebration Half Marathon, I actually viewed it as more of a training run than a goal race. I’m registered for the Gasparilla Half Marathon in late February, and I had registered so early that I believed I could get in a “practice” half marathon and still have time to recover for a real push at Gasparilla. Also – I live in Celebration. It felt like if I were going to be doing a 12 or 13 mile training run in town, I might as well get a medal for it. All indications are that the race is very well run and very runner friendly … so I signed up.
Training went well. I’ve clearly gotten faster, which I attribute largely to endurance gained with Crossfit. My taper was very non-traditional – two weeks before the race I ran most of the actual course, about 12.25 miles by the time I was done. And then I didn’t go for another formal run for those two weeks. I went to Crossfit 6 days a week, and that often included running, but at no time did I go out for a run. For dinner on Saturday night I made a chicken barley soup and homemade bread to carb up, and called it a taper. My prior half marathon PR was 2:36 flat – my stated goal going into this was a PR, my secondary but really no-brainer goal was under 2:30, my stretch goal was under 2:25, and in my wildest dreams I hoped to get under 2:20. Read more
I realize I never added this video. As much as I’m loving Crossfit, what I’m really loving are the days when we do the big powerlifts. This was a month or so ago, and we worked up to 90% of our one rep max. This is 365#. If things go right, I’m running a half marathon this morning, and then I’m going to start spending some more time on these power lifts. Big fun.
Holy shit, it has been a month since I posted anything. Life gets in the way sometimes. You’ll be forgiven for thinking so, but I have not – repeat, have NOT – fallen off the wagon. Things have slowed down considerably. I’m going to have to start getting more formal with my food plan. And I still have a ways to go. BUT:
I have lost just under 60 pounds, and I’m now smaller than I’ve been in over 10 years. For reference:
Pictures are funny things. There is some definition in my shoulders and arms (and even maybe just a little (a little – little) in my chest, squee!) that doesn’t really show up here. And I still think the pictures today make me look like an enormous fat guy, though compared to those original ones, holy moly.
I can buy clothes in the regular person’s part of the store now. I just had to buy a new belt – my third since I started this. I’m running a half marathon on Sunday. And this morning I squatted 325# for two reps. We’re getting there – we are absolutely getting there.
“You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.” – Jim Rohn
Wednesday morning at the gym (still can’t call it a box), and we had our normal 6am crew. We show up, we work hard, we go about the rest of our day. The coach this week is JC, who also does all of the programming, and can be beasty – he’s a great coach, and he pushes hard and expects maximum effort. So we did the WOD, which this day included lots of power cleans and an interesting front rack carry that was harder than it had any right to be is going to have me sore for days. We got done about 10 minutes early, so he had us cool down with a bunch of band pull-aparts, and then I started gathering my stuff to go.
At this point, two of the guys get on the floor and start doing situps. I’m sure the look on my face was interesting – “what fresh hell is this?” When I asked, they said that they wanted to get in 100 situps, so that’s what they were doing.
Well, hell. Now I’VE got do situps or I feel like a lazy bum. So I get down and start doing situps. And then an extraordinary thing happened.
The whole class started doing situps. Nobody left. The 7am class had to start their warmups while dodging us, because we were all doing situps. We could have left, but we didn’t – there was work still to do.
From now on, when somebody asks me how I’ve been successful at my weight loss and health journey –even if somebody asks me how I’ve been successful in my career or anything else in life – my answer is going to be that I upped my average. We are the average of the five people we spend the most time with, and my average has gone way, way up since I started Crossfit. So here’s a question – do the people around you push your average up or bring it down?
Quick update to the race report I did for The Florida Run 10K that I ran back in November. They posted pictures! I’m a sucker for pictures. Not really any super good ones of me, I don’t think, but I wound up with three. I’m going to go back in and put them into the race report itself, but wanted to put them here since they’re new.
At the starting line. You can see this was a small race, though they were very well organized. This picture is a little Where’s Waldo, but with me. I’m in here, though…
Right after the start. I really struggle with relaxing my arms – they always wind up high and tight like that unless I’m focusing on it. I don’t know why, and I feel like I’ve done a much better job of working on it when I’m training. But, especially when I am having to focus on other things (like a race start), they go back up there. I’ll keep working on it, but I’m also open for ideas.
Incidentally – that guy in front of me was one that I marked early as “want to finish before him”. Not sure why him, but there you go. I stuck with him for the first mile or so, and then he left me behind. I figured that was that, until about mile 4, when I passed him as he was walking up a hill. I never had to drop into a walk, and I never saw him again. It was roughly there that I realized I had a very good race going.
Not too often you get pictures from the back like this. Look at those calves!
I linked to the full race report in the first line of this post, if you’re interested.
Finally busted through a little plateau in my weigh-in this morning. I’ve now lost 53.6 pounds, and I’m three weeks ahead of where my schedule says I need to be. I’m also now officially smaller than the smallest I got when I was training for the Ragnar & half marathons in 2013 / 2014. So I’m smaller than I’ve been in 10 years. The next goal is another 15 pounds and I’ll be smaller than I’ve been in probably 15 – 20 years. This is 269 pounds.
The progress, it is happening. Woot!