Every time I walk into our gym at work, a giant picture of a giant man greets me, smiles, and tells me to train scared. That was Lin Mcateer’s motto in life, because for him, he lived and breathed fitness. As an original gangster at Europa, Lin along with Dave Lee, became the face of sales as Eric and Jeff took management roles in the company they started together. Ask any of the sales guys here who the 2 most influential people outside of Jeff and Eric are, and you will inevitably hear the names Linny Mac and Big Dave.
Today for me was Oly Snatch days. Full overhead catch and squat snatch days, and as much of a bear they are I look forward to Mondays. Today was no different. After a great weekend of family, friends and funshine, it was time to get back to work. Most of the time Mondays are motivating for me, but today when I came in I had a little bit of hesitance. I got to work a little later than I thought and didn’t quite seem to get into my pre-training groove. I logged in to my workstation, checked email and by the time I looked it was 10 past 8.
I have to be in my seat by 9. Nonetheless, I went in, grabbed my KB and went through my normal routine of 10 swings, 10 cleans, 10 snatches and 10 presses on each side. I noticed that I didn’t get as quite warmed up as I wanted to be, so I went through a stretch complex to warm up my hips. I used to always have trouble with the hips until I learned to warm up and stretch properly, being able to give my body that little extra “oomph” it needs on power days.
As I warmed up and went through my sets, it got closer to 9 every rep and the gym began thinning out. By the time I got to my top set, I noticed it was just me, Jeff and a new guy that I didn’t take the courtesy to introduce myself to. Maybe that was karma’s way of making me drop my last 3 attempts at 155. I stopped the music in my ipod, and sat on the platform trying to calm down a little. As I looked up to see that wonderful smile looking down on his weight room, I knew that I had to stop lifting emotionally, calm down, and let the continuous groove of repetition after repetition take over. I made the switch over to thinking that somewhere out there, at this same time, someone else is training better than me, stronger than me, and faster than me. But they will never train more “scared” than me, like they are on my heels, about to catch up; pass me and keep on going.
To hell they will.
As I finished my set, i thought about the various lessons I have learned in life from a multitude of people. HT1 (SEAL) Tom Washington taught me that no matter where I hide, he will find me and that no matter what happens in life, training and the real world, I will get through it. I will sweat a little more in training, but bleed less in the field. He was right.
My wife Maria taught me that patience is a virtue, and that trust and love go hand in hand. And that UNC medical beats UCLA medical hands down but I digress. (love you)
Big E taught me there is nothing in getting in the way of success except myself, and that it is what it is.
RD taught me not everything is on fire, and that the sky is not always falling.
Big Dave taught me that not everything is better in Mexico….
Jacques taught me that everyone needs help every once in awhile and that yes, I was an asshole. And for that I am very, truly sorry.
My father in law taught me that the words “father” mean a lot more than “in law”.
And to the others I have learned much but the thought of writing each of them out means I would never stop typing, thank you.
Take some time today and thank those around you that have lead you somewhere, taught you something or helped you in any way. We forget how little acts of kindness can go a long way, and that by taking the time to say thank you not only means you are not nervous to look weak, it means you are stronger than those with quieter voices.
Train hard, Train Scared, but by all means, just train.