Die One Day Later

Shout out to the boys from CrossFit at Baxter Village (ABV)!
*Read the link if you don’t understand where I’m coming from. 

I try to stay in the know with sources outside our walls, but there’s just so much out there. Getting distracted can easily take over your continuing education. Fortunately for me, there are tons of decent sites/blogs out there with great information and great people willing to share their thoughts and opinions that can provide a nice little useful distraction to broaden your horizons on what other like-minded folks are doing and thinking. 

After some surfing I came across this little nugget from ABV and it hit the nail on the head for why I got into this stuff from the beginning. I’m not quite the type that frequents the fancy things in life. I appreciate nasty workouts, eat microwaved food sometimes, force myself to read something now and then (not my favorite thing to do), shop mostly at thrift stores, don’t own nice church-goin’ clothes, and seriously dislike over-rated shiny new cars (if you don’t believe me come by the box and we can take a ride in the truck – Jess 2.0). 

Much like the coaches at ABV, though unknowingly, I present Bovine to the public for exactly what it is: one of the best training programs around. I’m not an elitist meat-head and I don’t think the majority of the world would call themselves such either. As they put it in the link above, “what’s the point in having the greatest fitness program in the world if everyone is too scared to even give it a try”. So, CrossFit Bovine has a mostly non-intimidating logo, simple website layout, grey walls inside, and a hopefully friendly coaching demeanor greeting you at the door everyday that, if you’re willing to listen, can change your life. 

Staying the course and fighting the good fight gets tough. Not everyone is willing to listen and being open-minded doesn’t always reciprocate open-minded followers. Don’t get me wrong, it’s damn near the only way, but surely not always the easiest. 

Most of us are after one thing — a better life. We want to play hard with our kids when the time comes, do adventurous things with the people we care about, and live comfortably and enjoyably past what used to be thought of as the inevitable age 75. Not sure about y’all, but I’m not ok with cutting this dealio short at the ripe old age of 75. 

Getting that mindset across to our athletes/athletes-to-be and convincing more of them to join the ranks is the fun part. Pirates are a tough pill to swallow in their nature, but if you give them a chance you might just have the time of your life. 

Swashbuckle on. 

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