Tuesday, April 4, 2017
Kaffee
"KAFFEE, GET UP THOSE STAIRS LIKE YOUR ASS IS ON FIRE"
Ten years ago, Boot Camp was just starting our second year. We were wildly popular. We had workouts with 100 participants & 4 instructors with walkie talkies. Boot Camp was so hot that, once we got your money, we made the workouts impossible so y'all would quit. Attrition was the mission.
I came to realize that the crazier my behavior instructing, the more people would spread the word about this "insane workout." This was a perfect storm for a raging alcoholic, ego maniac with massive inferiority complex and voice that could carry two city blocks. The wilder I acted, the more people would come to my workout.
It wasn't enough that I could out run, out exercise and out drink everyone. I needed more. My military college experience taught me a lifetime of schoolyard bully tricks. The most effective way I could insure people believed I was a psycho was to pick on the little kids.
Enter Kaffee. I knew she was perfect. Kaffee has the sweetest face. She is most pleasant. She is always up beat. In 10 years, I have never felt anything but Love for her.
Kaffee ran 26:20 for two miles on her first day. That is nearly the winning time of the Peachtree Road Race every year. I was sure there was no way in Hell she was going to stick around. I was wrong.
A month or two after she started, everyone knew sweet adorable Kaffee. One morning, I showed up to the workout drunk. It was supposed to be Maile's workout. Maile no showed. I was so F-ing pissed off, I went into a typical rage. Just before I went completely bonkers, I pulled Kaffee aside. I said not to be alarmed but, I was going to yell at her to freak everyone else out. As far as everyone else knew, if I was going to flip out on Kaffee, everyone was a target. It worked. The workout came to be known as "The Rage Workout". Of course, more people came after that witch reinforced the vicious cycle.
Kaffee was featured in the AJC. The paper was writing about exercise programs all over town. They put her picture in the paper and wrote a long article about her routine. She loved Boot Camp and told everyone about it.
Kaffee & I count each other as one of the many blessings in our lives. We formally say so every Thanksgiving. I am also proud to be her "other husband" from 5:55 am to 7:05 am on weekdays (Bill approved). She is the only person I completely trust at triple nickel to roll me out before our workout. She has the perfect touch.
Kaffee claims that Boot Camp is "in the top 5 things she has ever done." It is a honor and a privilege to share so much with this beautiful lady.
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Excuses
Three Score and a few years ago, these young ladies were born into this world. They are an example for all of us. You will never hear them say:
We have the TOP Masters, Grand Masters and Great Grandmasters athletes in Atlanta working out on a daily basis. On certain days, these girls are age graded better than any of us!
- I am too old for this
- It is too cold to work out
- I cant do it
- This is too much
- This is too far
- Take it easy on me
- I don't want to do it
- Slow down
- Wait
- Where are the light weights?
- Do I have to?
- Why?
- I want to take some time off
- I'm too busy to work out today
- I want to take a break
- I hate running
- I am too tired
We have the TOP Masters, Grand Masters and Great Grandmasters athletes in Atlanta working out on a daily basis. On certain days, these girls are age graded better than any of us!
Monday, March 20, 2017
Get In
Plug in. Get connected. Stick and Stay. Get up, suit up, show up.
We have spent over a decade finding the formula. Boot Camp can:
Improve your overall health
Start every day with a clear head
Get a different tour of Buckhead daily
Meet & exercise with fabulous people
Start, develop & nurture meaningful relationships
Improve your posture
Lose weight
Burn enough calories to offset an undisciplined diet
Get fitness
Get ripped
Get fast
Get recipes
Get a new Joke
Get made fun of
Get fussed at
Get great ideas from a higher collective conscience
Get elected
Get a job
Get fired
Get laid
Get pregnant
Have a baby
raise a child
Get your kid in private school
Get engaged
Get married
Get divorced
Fall in love
Get your heart broken
Get the Gossip
Qualify for Boston
Qualify for Peachtree
Find Budda
Find Jesus
Find a good restaurant
Get invited to a party
Get invited to another party
Create, Organize, Promote & Produce the MLKday5K Drum Run (the Worlds best foot race)
Yea, Boot Camp is a FUN dysfunctional fitness family. We stay in shape because we love each others company.
Thursday, March 9, 2017
from Dad Bod to HOT ROD!
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| Fatness to Fitness Elite |
Cliffy's words:
I have always identified myself as an active person since I was a kid but the level of activity declined over the years as I became a young adult. Starting a career, pursuing social interests, and getting married/starting a family took priority over my health and well-being. It was not until the birth of my son in 2007 that I realized my life had to change if I was going to be around for my family for the long term. At that time, I was drinking heavily to avoid coming to terms with being overweight and depressed. It was a dangerous path I was on and the only thing I could think to do was literally start running away from it. I started off running every couple of mornings out of necessity so that I would be less inclined to drink the night before. The more I ran, the less I drank , the better I felt. The weight started to come off from a high of roughly 230 pounds when I started (2008), down to 200 pounds by my 40th birthday (2015). At 40, I thought this was the best I could be in terms of weight, strength, and fitness. It wasn't until I received an invitation by a good friend, Jim Woodward (Woody), to join the Peachtree Road Boot Camp would I come to understand I was just scratching the surface. Between the challenging workouts and the fellowship I was enjoying with others, it ignited my passion to show up every day and embrace a different approach to fitness. I started to realize that I was capable of much more as fellow campers gave encouragement and challenged me in ways that I could not have experienced on my own. Boot Camp offered an unique opportunity to share my goals with others and then celebrate when they were reached. I lost another twenty three pounds over the past year and now weigh 177. I also achieved another fitness goal that I never thought would be possible a couple of years ago. I qualified for a seeded position at the Peachtree Road Race and will race with some of best runners in Atlanta and the US on July 4th. Here I thought that 40 would be the peak and now who knows what it is. It gets me excited to think what is possible over the next several years with showing up, putting my best effort forward, and being part of the Atlanta fitness community.
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Phat Tuesday
Nobody likes a quitter. Quitting is for sissies. Why quit? Why give up? Why surrender?
In the recovery community, the hook is a "life that is Happy, Joyous & Free."
Conventional wisdom in America believes that happiness, joy and freedom come from a life filled with luxury, leisure and consumption. The catch with these pursuits/cravings in life is, they always require MOAR (more with a roar) to produce the same satisfaction. It is often suggested that any attachment to stuff is for pride and pleasure. Feeding pride & pleasure feels so good. It must be happiness & joy, right?
So it is suggested that a life of freedom, happiness and joy is devoid of attachments that seek to satisfy pride and pleasure.
Taking a day off feels so good. Being lazy, sleeping in is very pleasing. A glass of wine is nectar from the Gods. A cheese burger with french fries and a cold coke taste soo good. A bowl of chocolate ice cream is like sex. And sex...
On another religious holiday, The Grinch who stole Christmas took everything from the Who's. He found out that Day:
And the Grinch, with his grinch feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling. "How could it be so?
It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
It came without packages, boxes, or bags!"
He puzzled and puzzed till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.
Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!
Giving up stuff IS freedom. Freedom from cravings, attachment & desire requires us to drop the bottle, the box or the bag. Living without stuff during Lent teaches us that a Happy, Joyous & Free life is really an inside job.
Also, if you want to rock the pool this summer, make the f-ing workouts and quit being a lazy, booze guzzling, sugar addicted fat bodied pig. If you can't be disciplined for 40/365 days a year, you have a problem.
In the recovery community, the hook is a "life that is Happy, Joyous & Free."
Conventional wisdom in America believes that happiness, joy and freedom come from a life filled with luxury, leisure and consumption. The catch with these pursuits/cravings in life is, they always require MOAR (more with a roar) to produce the same satisfaction. It is often suggested that any attachment to stuff is for pride and pleasure. Feeding pride & pleasure feels so good. It must be happiness & joy, right?
So it is suggested that a life of freedom, happiness and joy is devoid of attachments that seek to satisfy pride and pleasure.
Taking a day off feels so good. Being lazy, sleeping in is very pleasing. A glass of wine is nectar from the Gods. A cheese burger with french fries and a cold coke taste soo good. A bowl of chocolate ice cream is like sex. And sex...
On another religious holiday, The Grinch who stole Christmas took everything from the Who's. He found out that Day:
And the Grinch, with his grinch feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling. "How could it be so?
It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
It came without packages, boxes, or bags!"
He puzzled and puzzed till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.
Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!
Giving up stuff IS freedom. Freedom from cravings, attachment & desire requires us to drop the bottle, the box or the bag. Living without stuff during Lent teaches us that a Happy, Joyous & Free life is really an inside job.
Also, if you want to rock the pool this summer, make the f-ing workouts and quit being a lazy, booze guzzling, sugar addicted fat bodied pig. If you can't be disciplined for 40/365 days a year, you have a problem.
Monday, February 20, 2017
Drinking
I successfully drank alcoholically for over 30 years. I won foot races drunk. I got high the night before running 14:56 in the Turkey Day 5K. I also hit the pipe 30 minutes after anchoring the DMR at The Florida Relays with a 4:10 mile. We hadn't even left the Gator's Track. No one on earth could have stopped me when I was partying. I thought I was winning in life. Running with the Devil was a Hell of a ride.
Every year I would dry out when I was training for a big race. Even as a high functioning alcoholic, I knew drinking wouldn't allow me to train at the level I needed to win.
I would have never believed I could live a life without alcohol. It was a ridiculous notion. What's the point?
I am nearly 8 years sober. I've lived two lives. The second one is better.
It doesn't take much to sabotage your fitness and beauty.
One third of the American population does not drink at all. Another third drinks less than one drink per week.
Alcohol makes you fat, old and slow.
Alcohol will steal your good looks.
Elites don't drink
Every year I would dry out when I was training for a big race. Even as a high functioning alcoholic, I knew drinking wouldn't allow me to train at the level I needed to win.
I would have never believed I could live a life without alcohol. It was a ridiculous notion. What's the point?
I am nearly 8 years sober. I've lived two lives. The second one is better.
It doesn't take much to sabotage your fitness and beauty.
One third of the American population does not drink at all. Another third drinks less than one drink per week.
Alcohol makes you fat, old and slow.
Alcohol will steal your good looks.
Elites don't drink
Sunday, January 22, 2017
Our day On
“The most worth-while thing is to try to put happiness into the lives of others.” ― Robert Baden-Powell
“The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
“Those who are happiest are those who do the most for others.”
― Booker T. Washington, Up from Slavery
“Service is the overflow which pours from a life filled with love and devotion.”
― Oswald Chambers
"Life's most persistent and urgent question is, 'What are you doing for others?'" - Martin Luther King, Jr.
Peachtree Road Boot Camp -
- Distributed over 2,000 race bibs, one at a time
- Distributed over 2,000 T shirts, one at a time
- Coned a complicated 5K race course at 5 am
- Mobilized 200 drummers with two U Hauls
- Mobilized 2,000 runners/walkers on bicycle
- set up/broke down an efficient and friendly place to greet participants in two separate locations in under 24 hours
Our fitness family enjoys a lifestyle of activity together. On MLK Day, we came together and gave it back to the community. In doing so, I believe we have grown closer. We put on a Hell of a Show! Thank you for your service.
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