The pain of NOT moving
(hey T-Nation, why don’t you steal this photo yet again?)
Max Effort Deadlifts.
The whole workout looks like this:
The Pain of NOT Moving
It’s no secret… our brand of play isn’t for everyone. A past post on this humble blog delved a bit into the concept of workouts in relation to music genres, and we decided that Bodytribe is a mixture of bop and hardcore. This isn’t to everyone’s palate, as some folks like the meditative repetition of long term bouts with a low-to-moderate level of force development… maybe a good, long bike ride or a path-pounding run. Then there are the masses who opt out of making any actual progress from their workouts other than the slight chance the working certain muscles might make a mirror smile somewhere. Without delving into the psychological mess of folks chasing an external ideal for the quest for peer acceptance, or maybe just a little somethun-somethun, let’s just say that really isn’t fitness.
And it’s far from hard work. “I’m blasting arms today” would elicit giggles, possibly outright guffaws, around these parts not only because it is a lot of wasted time seeking some Weider-packaged he-man (or -woman) aesthetic, but it also is sort of a goofy way to spend time in the gym. In our sanctuary, trying to pass an ‘arm workout’ off as actual hard work just doesn’t fly. We demand some REAL effort.
But we get it. Most folks are not up for this. It’s not their cup of tea, their boat doesn’t float on these waters, they don’t like the cut of our jib. Sure, fair enough. Hard work is… well… hard.
But tribal survival, either against the zombie attack or against mass communication ennui (can we really survive on a diet of continually declining dialog skills like Twitter or baby-talk language like ‘where u at’?) will depend on a little hard work. Physical work. Tough play.
Heck, some of us actually enjoy this shit. We embrace the silliness of picking up something heavy, only to put it down again. Rinse. Repeat. A recent conversation I eavesdropped on had a pivotal utterance of “now it hurts NOT to move.” The profound idea behind this was as metaphysical as it was physical, but the simpler meaning was the acceptance of the craving for some intense celebration of what the body can do.
Can you dig it?
Here’s some ramblings from a real old post that I’ve expanded on a bit…
Here’s a thought: Any reason you can think of, any little story you have to tell yourself and others, any ‘out’ you might use to get out of this brand of fun that we ironhads and movement junkies lather onto ourselves like physiological/psychological shampoo – any excuse you have falls into one of two categories, Fear or Laziness.
Let’s play a little game and see which of the excuses from these lists below fit into which category (and keep an eye out for any that seem familiar to you):
The lack of resources list
I don’t have…
… a gym membership
… my favorite sexy headband
… every piece of super cool equipment I need to pump my pecs
What you really ‘don’t have’ has nothing to do with external resources, but rather attitude and education, since a dash of both of those will overcome any of the above.
The self defeating list
… find the time
… handle the exercises
… stand the smell of burning muscles
… get around to washing my ‘special strength’ undies. I NEED them, or I won’t be strong.
… get to the gym
… because of injury
Can’t or Won’t? Replace Can’t with ‘not willing to’ and you’ll see the problem.
The identifying with your weakness list
… in pain
… totally baked, dude
You’re identifying with the crappy sheen of superficial self perceptions due to the fear that if you strip all that away to get a view of who you really are, you won’t see much. This is a bummer, since your foundation is probably a pretty groovy place, one that deserves coveting.
Now here’s a big leap for some to take. Could laziness simply be a form of fear? Often we’ll embrace laziness because we fear the alternative. The list above then makes more sense. Let’s NOT DO since DOING means having to face things we may not want to face. Clearing away the muck that we identify ourselves with will find the solid decent human underneath all that, but, as I’ve quoted many times before, “freedom scares you because it means responsibility.”
What’re ya? Chicken?
Strength Camp 2009
Okay, I don’t know about you guys, but I had one HELL of a time. I can’t thank you guys enough for playing with me this weekend. Our tribe grows and learns, plays and laughs, sweats and transcends. Oh, and you guys kicked some serious rear end.
Midtown Shape up meets Curtis Park Shape Up.
We vowed to get our community moving a little bit more. We vowed to not let fear or laziness prevail. We started with a 6-week community outreach program in late May and have turned it into a monthly program until the weather gets too nasty to meet outside. And out newest expansion is to add another park, another community, to the fun. Tav Byerhoff is letting Curtis Park have a taste of our brand of empowerment through movement, and it all starts the first Monday in September. Do the big click here to read more…
Challenge for Charity Update
Quick reminder: this Sunday is our next Challenge for Charity, but the sign up response has been slow on this one. We might have loaded up all our plates with too much excitement between all the workshops, strength camps and other meets and competitions that are popping up all around us. So if you were planning on knocking out some PR’s and kicking some butt this Sunday, let me know by Friday afternoon. Otherwise we might focus all our energies on the other collection of challenges and meets coming up in the near future and postpone this one.
Updated workshop list
The entire September and October Saturday Tune Up schedule will be up very soon. Ya know we dig teaching and learning as much as possible, so it shan’t be long until we post a complete list of workshops to start off our autumn empowerment training.