"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strongman stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."- Theodore Roosevelt, Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910

Friday, October 22, 2010

Learning about Pride

While coaching from time to time I hear people  lamenting about how out of shape they are.   I recently was told, " I am really outta shape"  as a new gym member was struggling with pull ups.  My response was, "Hey we all have to start somewhere."  I then went on to try to explain; in my sometimes off color way,  that there will always be someone who is stronger, faster, and he shouldn't worry about it.  What was most important for him was that he recognized it and he is starting to do something about it.  I bring this up today because this morning  I was crushed by Nick U.  The WOD was 15 power cleans, and 15 burpees 3 times through for time.  Nick was slinging more weight than me for the entire work out.  His weight was at 135 while I was only at 115.  Also, Nick was wearing a 20 pound tanker vest from Iraq, thus  making the burpees that much more enjoyable for him I am sure.   My goal for this WOD - do not let Nick beat me.  I was able to hang with him through round 1, but by round two I could no longer straight set them.  It was all down hill from there.  Not only did he beat me, but he did so by almost 2 full minutes.  Nice job Nick.   http://nickurankar.blogspot.com/
Man...am I outta shape.

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