Tuesday, July 9, 2013

random thought of the day

Ranfom thought of the day inspired by The Chive's post I saw about how muvh they love fit chicks.

I will day I love them as well but they had a bunch that didn't fit the description at all. Random skinny chicks wearing booty shorts and sports bras does not count as 'fit' in my definition. They could be grossly undertrained with no aerobic or anaerobic work capacity and definitely no real strength to mention of. But they had the right outfit so I guess that makes them 'fit'. I could wear a golf outfit and buy expensive clubs but that sure as shit doesn't make me a golfer.

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Cleveland Masters Open Quick Recap

That one sucked.

Hey I said it was a quick recap.

Ok, in all seriousness, I've had worse meets but this one just wasn't a good day for throwing. Especially since it was my last meet of the season. Unless I decide to do the weight pentathlon sometime later this year. But with rugby season fast approaching that isn't likely.

First off, it was damn hot. I don't know what the temp was but I had swamp ass by 10am and Conner looked like he died his shirt a darker color. Humidity was a major factor. By the time we threw, regardless of shade, I was already just down and depleted and literally my legs felt like they were ready to cramp and lock up on me.

I warmed up like shit and took more than I usually do. Nothing felt right. First round I went 153 which is actually a decent opener. Problem is I couldn't get it on film and every throw I did get on tape I fouled for one reason or another. In fact I didn't mark again until the 6th round and THAT one too didn't get filmed.

Side grumble....

There's this official. Old guy. Like really really old. Sorry in advance if you are friends with him, or are him, or just in general think Im wrong but he needs to retire and just spectate or coach or whatever. If you've thrown in Ohio in the past 40+ years you likely know who I am talking about. Number 1 if you're an official you can't just coach every random kid that enters the ring. Not everyone wants it nor is it allowed since, ya know, you are a official. Secondly, there were so many blatant fouls I wasn't sure if the ring was regulation size. Some guys just walked out to pass on the throw and still got a measure. Others foot fouled by almost a foot out of the ring but if they somehow bounced back in he wouldn't notice and called a mark. There's been situations in the past with this guy calling bad fouls or vice verse yet he's still around. To make it worse during the women's discus he called the marks from INSIDE the cage...wtf? I admire his dedication but when the work you are paid to do starts slipping dramatically to the point it screws with the event results its time to let it go.

End grumble....

Well that essentially wraps up my season. I figure one more week of organized practices for those who are left and then if the kids still want to throw they are on their own. I'm a little burnt out at this point and need to run around and start hitting people. To rugby season!

Monday, July 1, 2013

Update - "The Gym"

I'm using quotes because as of now that thing still is not in existence. At least physically. The idea is still alive and well but I've run into more snags than I am happy about since I really pushed to get this going. Some were out of my control, others just poor planning/ judgement, and some just due to losing that drive that I used to have. So lets start sometime back around October...ish.

Long story short I had a somewhat ok location picked out in an existing facility. What it boiled down to was it was not a very good deal for my end and I ran out of money. Looking back I am glad I held off signing that lease when I did or I would've been locked down and screwed worse than I was already. So despite a generous investment from a friend I still was buried in bills, debt, and at the moment no job and no plan of escape. I basically 'left' my old training job and ran out of money fast. Not to mention having a potential partner completely bail out without so much an email saying 'hey, sorry, but Im out"....thanks, brah.

I can't say it was a total disaster as the land lords were at least sympathetic to my situation. I literally lost what I had trying to get that thing going but was clearly over my head in a hurry. They even tried to work something out by bringing a different group in to help set something up. Didn't happen. So by end of Fall I was moved out and most of my gear was back in the high school weight room or in the track shed. Much cheaper than a storage unit.

So at this point I'm pretty bummed. I luckily still had a few clients left at Lifeworks but was still broke, unmotivated, and at loss of what the actual fuck I was going to do now. I kept pretty bottled up about it too which in hindsight just did not help. Nor did getting texts and or calls from folks I havn't talked to in awhile saying something along the lines of "Hey! Congrats on the gym!" ...yea about that.

So, anyways, as luck would have it I found a job working for UPS. Even better it was the morning shift which typically has more hours and pays better. PLUS it was out of the way of coaching/ training. See, at this point, I was ready to walk away. Just drop everything, sell my gear, pay back what I could, and work off the rest and just say "this is enough". In all reality, and this is likely one of the rare times I am saying this, I was about to retired completely from the coaching/training/whatever life and just get some shit job I was good at. Most signs were leading to warehouse work. Pay ain't bad plus theres benefits and I'm on my feet lifting things while getting paid for it. I guess as fate would have it most jobs turned me down due to lack of experience. Along comes UPS saying 'yea, you'll do' and thats where Ive been since.

Over Winter really not much happened. Well nothing out of the ordinary. Indoor season started. Trained the high schoolers like usual. Get threatened at least 2 to 3 times that I'll be fired...again. Then outdoors starts. By now I finally have some credit cards paid off. Yes I said cards with an "S". What was weird is having a decent enough paying job now so I actually had money. Usually Im broke about this time of the year. Now Im just broke because Im paying crap off. But I digress.

A few new oppurtunities arose after my misfortune last year. I was approached about restarting the gym. At this point I made it clear the only chance in hell I had of making this happen was if I had some MAJOR finacial backing as I was in no hurry to make the same mistake again. Unfortunately for both parties involved this just wasn't happening any time soon. What was agreed on was maybe sometime near July. Which, ironically, as Im writing this I noticed today is the first. So you can probably guess how that particular situation is going. But fear not! Due to some decent financial planning on my part, not just blowing my entire track contract on bullshit like I usually do, and being single (hey, man, girlfriends get expensive) I was able to get some money put away for once. AND after a meeting last Friday I may have found the assistant coach I was looking for. Assuming he doesn't bail like the others. Apparently this is a scary business. Or is it just me?

To top that off I may have found a suitable location that could literally fulfill the niche market I am going after. Track, football, rugby, and small group fitness in a warehouse style gym. Even better is compared to the last location is that this place is 400s/ft bigger, 4' higher ceiling (16' total), has a bay door, small office, and is about 3 minutes from I-71. Oh yea, and its about $400/month less than the other place. Pretty sweet, right?

There are still some obstacles that need to be cleared;
1- MONEY. Im getting sick of saying this but if anyone sees this thats considered opening a small business take my advice- Stow away some serious cash first!
2- Field turf. Part of the niche is having the ability to train athletes in a turfed environment. Well that doesn't work too well when you don't have any. Unfortunately brand new green costs about 1200 for what Im looking at.
3- Clients. This is something that I feel I will always struggle with until I pick up some sales techniques or hire someone to do it for me. My dad was always the sales guy. Me? Not so much.
4- The city. This one Im not entirely worried about but it's definitely worth noting. In order to put a gym into a warehouse style building I would need to file a variance. Otherwise I have to move into a commercial zone which will NOT do. This is more frustrating due to the fee involved of $200. So there goes that new bar I wanted.

So that sums up the past 9 months or so in a nutshell concerning business matters. Giant pain in the ass that is for sure. But I keep telling myself I don't want to work a warehouse forever and training in a big gym or the school is starting to wear on me.

Monday, June 17, 2013

You know you're a meathead when......

Saw this on Facebook the other day and I had far more than just one response.....

.... Rest day workout is referred to as a quick "gun run"
... No mirror can simply be walked by without a quick flex
... Going out? Need a quick pump first.
... It's not food is macros and micros.
... No sleeve is safe
... Pregaming is referred to as warming up your dining muscles
... You can have a full conversation with another meathead with only one syllable words
... The same can be said for no words period
... You understand the squat rack is for squatting, no exceptions
... Those who don't understand this infuriate you
... Planet fitness for does not know you personally but has a restraining order against you

Off the top of my head that's what I got but I'll be sure to add more later.

Monday, May 6, 2013

Campbell Wright Recap

As I am riding this bus to my 4th consecutive track meet in as many days trying to ignore this obnoxious freshman girl behind me I figure I'll write up a quick recep of my weekend.

Saturday I headed to Akron for their Campbell Wright open. I was feeling sluggish Thursday and decided some rest was a good idea for Friday. In hindsight I don't think it helped much. Mentally and physically I felt ready as I could be. But still something felt 'off'.

I will say an issue I have is I don't have a routine anymore. Past 3weeks I've been toying with different windups and entries and even up till Akron I didn't have anything set in stone. Which is probably why I bombed ny first full turn over 50m yet opened with a whopping 44m. Yikes.

Once I got the nerves out a lil things calmed down and got somewhat back to where I should've been at the start. 2nd round went about 47.80 so I was in better shape there. Unfortunately I just couldn't find that stretch anymore that I accidentally discovered earlier. Everything then on just felt forced.

I did managed a sort of PR 5th round with a 48.25. I'll refer to these as my washed up meathead PRs. Mostly since I hurt my back all those years ago I havnt been anywhere near my old marks. Roughly I'm back to maybe when I was about 22 or so. Just older, slower, and fatter then when I was 22. So that's kind of sad.

Well thats my first meet roundup. Not much excitement but its a start. Next up is Ohio Wesleyan next Tuesday. Heard their ring is crazy fast. So that may work out for me.