Meme Contest.

January 28, 2016

I had a caption contest for an unflattering photo of me lifting the other day which inevitably turned into a meme contest.

This was the winner.

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LOOOOOOOL.

I do what I want.

October 5, 2015

TROOOOLOLOLOLOL!

TROOOOLOLOLOLOL!

Actually, we loaned our squat stands out for the weekend.  So I used it as an opportunity to bro out in the monolift.

September 14, 2015

When I send my lifters detailed instructions on the prep work that we do before workouts, I also like to troll them by inserting superfluous bicep flexes and bro shakas.

It's the little things.

It’s the little things in life.

Pump it Up.

September 2, 2015

This came to me while I was making my morning crew listen to Elvis Costello While squatting.

He does have some moves though.

He does have some moves though.

 

The team competed yesterday for the first time under the new name, new gym, new life.  Jake took first and Emelie took second overall by sinclair.  Jen took a shot at the AO total.  Alexa and Conor competed in their first meets.  Zander closed in on his goal of breaking the master’s American record clean and jerk for his category.  Sammi hit the AO total at a different weight class.  Paige, Katie, Heather H and Yezmin got out there and represented well.  It was an overall success.  And it wouldn’t have happened without the rest of the team there to support.  I taught a number of my people yesterday how to count attempts and help in the warm-up area.  It ended up being a beautiful symphony of communication.  Thank you Heather, Deb, Alexa, Nick, Paige, and even you, Nile. Together we made it happen.

Counting at the card table.

Counting at the card table.

The photo on the left was taken 9 years ago at the first Kono.  I feel like Tommy has probably aged better than me.

The photo on the left was taken 9 years ago at the first Kono. I feel like Tommy has probably aged better than me.

Don’t Steal Me.

July 8, 2015

So recently USAW posted one of my images that someone else had edited with a word bubble which I don’t have a problem with.  I actually LIKE when USAW ever posts anything about me.  It’s just too bad it’s never for my lifting LOLOLOLOL. However, it is interesting that this image more so than any other I’ve posted over the years DOES get stolen.  Then I have to contact whoever stole it for their shirts.  And then they pay me.  It’s happened . . . like a lot. Lesson learned.  Don’t post any artwork on  the internet unless you plaster your name all over it.  It’s probably too late for the ones that have been on here.  So I’ll just re-post this new version.

You like it?

You like it?

Here you go, internet.

Biscuitry.

July 3, 2015

Biscuitry: The state of being bigger than average while doing normal activities; In more extreme cases, doing activities that require above average agility or nimbleness.  The juxtaposition results in comedic relief.

How you feel when you make a double at 90%.

I know, it’s old.  Still good though!

I remember the first time I snatched 130kg for a double.  It was me, Jon North, my old coach Jackie, and two other of my Sac state lifting buddies in the old Sac High weightroom.  I hit the first one and was so excited I forgot I was going for a double until Jackie started yelling at me.  I hit the second and then lost my mind for like 20 seconds.

This was in like 2007 or 2008.  Weightlifting felt so new.

Home Stretch (Not).

April 15, 2015

The last 2-3 weeks have been incredibly busy for me, as is often the case with small business people.

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I just got back from coaching that the Master’s National Championships.  Two of my athletes competed: Lindsay and Duffy.  Both got themselves some meet PR’s and had a great showing at their first national meet.  Both have been with me for a long time and I’m proud that we made it that far together. I also helped out another athlete from Virginia; a talented one at that.  She also snuck away with some meet PRs.

This weekend I’ll be be speaking at an NSCA conference held at Menlo college.  My presentation is called, “Practical Programming for the Novice and Intermediate Weightlifter.”  I’m actually pretty excited.  I haven’t given a power point presentation since college, but collegiate and high school strength coaches are folks that I don’t normally get to talk to on a regular basis.  I’ll be glad to branch out and exchange ideas with people.

The following day, I’ll be coaching the team up at a meet we’re hosting at our gym.  If you’re in the area, come check it out.  We’ll be there all day.  5 bucks at the door.  BYOB.  You get in free if you bring me a beer.  Just kidding.

Maybe.

Come so you can watch me do a LOT of running back and forth from the warm up area like this ^.

Snapshot in Time.

March 17, 2015

This picture represents a snapshot in time; not just for me, but for the entire USAW.  Observe.

I purchased this shirt at the Collegiate Nationals in 2007 (I think).  I promptly cut it into the "nips exposed" trap-cut.

I purchased this shirt at the Collegiate Nationals in 2007. I promptly cut it into the “nips exposed” trap-cut.

A lot has changed since 2007.  I no longer expose my nips in the gym setting (if I do, it’s because I am not wearing a shirt).  Weightlifting shirts have changed as well.  First of all, they’re more stylish.  But more importantly, we no longer have to spend our time telling people what weightlifting is.  The masses are informed enough that they can now at least identify a snatch and a clean and jerk if they see one.  For years, I refused to do any upper body whatsoever (aside from bodyweight stuff) because weightlifting coaches told me that “we don’t do that” and doing curls would “mess with my pull.”  Well, as it turns out, if you have a shitty pull, it’s because you have a shitty pull.  I also spent a great amount of effort telling people what weightlifting isn’t.  Nowadays, I don’t waste the time or just avoid the subject of fitness altogether.

Here’s a litte anecdote for you.  In 2005, I found out that Sac State had a weightlifting team.  When I got there, it was just me.  I was now the president and the only long-term member.  I want you to try and imagine me sitting behind a fold up desk in the school quad trying to get people to sign up for the club.  Depressing, isn’t it?

Thanks to Crossfit (and on a larger scale, the internet) I no longer have to sell weightlifting.  Shirts are better.  The talent pool is larger.  And I can now bench press if I choose to

I rarely do.  Old habits die hard.