To lift or not to lift, that is the question.
Thoughts and reflections from 20 plus years of training and coaching.
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Becoming a Strength Coach At A Small School
Sunday, February 2, 2014
We need to talk
Of all the egregious behaviors that have been dramatized for our consumption, a new line has been drawn in the sand. A new show: "Friday Night Tykes" follows the 8 to 9 year old rookies division of the Texas Youth Football Association. On the official page of Friday Night Tykes, the producers make a statement: "Throughout, coaches and parents offer insight into why they believe they're teaching valuable lessons about discipline and dedication, but also grapple with serious questions about parenting, safety, and at what price we're pushing our kids to win." In this text lies a grain of truth, and that truth is something I feel we can all rally behind, yet the message becomes blurred in their YouTube sneak preview.
In over 15 years of coaching men and women, there have been a few things I have learned, which has been the onus for blogging. In that time, some of the truths that have been uncovered are: there is no such thing as an elite youth program or elite participant, as youth athletics depends greatly on the level of maturation of the participant. While it is true that competitive sports do require levels of discipline, work, and mental toughness, there becomes a point where the coach, who is developing these skills, can become disoriented and confuses their personal tolerance level of stress with what their participant can tolerate. As we saw from the video clip, there are moments where the adults in charge blindly charge past the boundaries of acceptable and into the depths of negligence.
Compliance and the fear of using our voice has allowed these people of questionable character to come into power positions, and yet, the power to change lies within each of us. Disturbing research is coming from the National Association of Scholars (NAS, 2010) that show up to 70% of all American youth involved in sports drop out by age 13. Wait for it. Let me say this again. 7 out of 10 kids stop playing sports by age 13. Assuming this research is correct, it's a dis-service we are providing not only to the youth, but to sports as well.
Now that the issue is out in front of all of us, lets talk solutions.
- Everyone needs to play. Put them all in during the first half, and at every possible spot and position. Second half, sure, play the athletes in their chosen position and be a little more competitive.
- Reward two things: playing hard and making good choices. Process at early ages are more important then results.
- Make it fun.
- Practice, practice, and more practice. Think of it this way: in a game of basketball, only 1 person out of 10 is touching a ball for the entire duration of the game. During practice, everyone gets a ball and can work on skill development while using the equipment. Last thought on practicing: use this ratio:1 hour of competition for every 10 hours of practice.
- Have a long term plan. It hurts me to say that our Canadian neighbors to the north are kicking our butts in long term planning for sports. The webpage http://www.canadiansportforlife.ca/ is awesome. With resources for parents, coaches, and athletes, this site should be a go to for everyone involved with youth sports.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
New Year. New Ideas
Monday, November 4, 2013
Here's Looking at You Kid
Then, out of the blue today, while making some small talk with some athletes, I ask the question, " What's your favorite movie of all time?" Big, wide open, ambiguous question. It's hard, no doubt. But one movie, that's all you get. To my surprise, not one movie named was more than 10 years older than the person answering the question.
Firmly rooted in the classics with many aspects of life, yet appreciating contemporary work, this lack of knowledge from a younger generation is something I've witnessed universally with the athletes I work with. It is safe to say, if they are not well versed with their entertainment, they are unaware of some of the classics in other areas of life.
Which is a shame for regardless of genre. Those brave souls who stand on the edge pushing creativity and madness are like anyone who makes anything worthwhile. Each one of them shares a deep ferocious love in their heart for the work of their predecessors. Without that respect, you forget where you came from and ultimately lose touch with your own humanity.
If the lesson in movies holds true to other aspects, then this is not a definitive list of what movies to watch, but a different way to spend some time. With a book. I am not talking about a work of fiction (although thirty minutes before bed will help shut your brain off and get some restful sleep), but a book that provides an education. Personally, I break my books down into ones that will be a direct benefit (physiology, training theory, and the like) to the profession and the indirect ones (management, people skills).
These are in no particular order and I am limiting it to 3 in each category. Whether or not you agree with these that's fine. Just do me a favor and read it (all can be picked up for free at most libraries) before you knock it.
Work Books:
- Starting Strength. Mark Rippetoe's manual that teaches the how to move weight for the big lifts. If you are going to lift and want results, this is the best place to start at.
- Supertraining. Lets put it this way. You know the guy in the gym that tells you about the training "secret" from Russia, Bulgaria, or East Germany? Dr. Yuri Verkhonshansky and Dr. Mel Siff are the two guys that figured out that secret and then wrote this book. They have been cited in more strength research than anyone in history and their information is the leading cause of wet dreams among strength coaches.
- The Encyclopedia of Modern Bodybuilding. The expansive collection by the Oak (if you don't know, that is Arnold Schwarzenegger) is more than just pictures and the fluff lifting workouts in the bodybuilding magazines. Everything is covered from nutrition, workouts, sports psychology, recovery, and weightlifting/body building history. It was my first training book, and is still a go to once a year to look at all the new ideas that Arnold talked about back in the 80's.
- How to Win Friends and Influence People. OK, OK. Dale Carnegie (not as in the steel ultra billionaire family) published this in 1936 which makes some of the the wording and subject matter a little outdated, I'll give you that. But if you ever plan on working with people, or try an impress a girl, read this. Not only will you get more out of your interactions with other people, but you'll generally become a person people want to be around.
- The Game: Penetrating the secret society of pick up artists. When my wife (then girlfriend) found me reading this book, she went out back cut a switch of pine and beat me with it. Well, not quite, but it makes for a great story. Neil Strauss doesn't directly provide a "how to" script so you can pick up women, bit connect the dots. For all of you who are in a happy and monogamous relationship, like I am, this book still finds way for you to practice talking to strangers and be more charismatic. If you are ever going to have to make a cold sale or recruit athletes, memorize this book.
- The Four Hour Work Week. Tim Ferris is like TC Fletcher. They are guys you never heard of, but should have. Originally picked this one up because I was pissed about my job, then realized this was basically a book about hacking your life and managing time, work expectations, and to live by doing what you enjoy. My approach to work has been different ever since.
- Make the Big Time Where You Are At. This one is written by a legendary football coach for a small D3 school, Frosty Westering.
Friday, October 4, 2013
The Three R's of the Weightroom
Spending over 60 hours a week surrounded by college athletes has given me a unique perspective on life. Every freshmen who crosses the threshold into the weight room looks the same every year: wide eyed, and ready to pee a little if I look at them the wrong way. As the years go by, workout clothes are still the standard shorts, t-shirt and sweats. Sure, the fabric has changed from cotton to Dri-fit, and the length of the shorts sway from "so short my Grandma will blush" to the "4 sizes to big" extremes as the fashion demigods declare, but I don't notice the youthful appearances nor experience the shock of "they look like babies" as much as friends and family who work outside of the educational systems experience. Freshmen just look like they always do.
Every once in a while I become Icarus and realize only too late and much to my dismay, the protective wax of has melted from my wings and I am headed into the abyss. Except this is not a Greek myth and my physical well being is not at risk, just my mental health. I drown in the realization that I am old (sort of) and that time has marched on.
This happened the other day when I was talking to some people about the 3 R's of education, or at least what they were when I was going to middle and high school. Reading. Writing. Arithmetic (otherwise known as math). The silence that followed made me feel that I could have been talking about hitching up old Betty to the carriage, going to my one room school. They had no frame of reference to what I was talking about. Those three things that were drilled into my head as the attributes that every successful high school graduate needed to master. And if those three academic standards were unknown, what can I expect them to know about workouts?
Now I get to have my Morphius moment. I offer them a choice: the truth, nothing more. Chose the red or blue pill. Do you want to choose between embracing the sometimes painful truth of reality or the blissful ignorance of illusion. The truth, nothing more.
The red pill: My lessons of the 3 R's of workouts: Read. Record. Results. The blue pill: belief that just because you are tired or you really feel "it" then you just had a great workout.
I recently experimented with intermittent fasting (IF). I read as much information I could get my hands on, talked with people that tried it themselves, and understood the science behind most of the IF protocol. I gave it four long weeks of calorie restriction and extreme exercise bouts lasting 45 minutes with my heart rate between 180 and 210 beats per minute for 4 days a week. The science predicted that I should have averaged about 1 pound of weight loss a day ( I was hoping for mostly body fat, not just total body weight). Application of the IF concept seems to have a sense of humor. Not only did I gain weight (5 pounds), but my skin fold body fat analysis went up 10 millimeters. Bad news. I ate less, worked out harder and got fatter.
Now, I am a man of science. Fourth generation engineer, to-boot. Of the many metrics I observed, sadly the only one that showed any improvement was my resting heart rate came down to 48 beats per minute from its starting point of 51. Everything I measured was worse. I was sleeping more and felt worse after waking up. Mental stress levels increased, productivity at work decreased, constantly irritated (family and friends stayed away), all jumps were lower, strength levels were down, perceived difficulty for everything was significantly higher, soreness was through the roof, and for the first time in 20+ years of working out I did not look forward to my lift.
Granted we all have bad days from time to time. This was different. Going back into my earliest records from the mid 1990's, there was never a period of time like this before. I am not saying that IF is good or bad, just that it was not right for me. And that is what is called making an evidence based decision. It comes down to the fact that you are part of an experiment of one, and if things are not working for you, then figure out what will.
That is were the 3 R's come together. Read good information and see what is working for other people and how they are doing it. By the way, good information is more then doing a search on Google or asking the biggest guy in the gym. Find someone who has been lifting longer than you and have read more than the lastest issue of Muscle and Fitness. Usually people with these acronyms after their name are a good place to start: C.S.C.S., M.S., M.E.d., R.D., or A.C.S.M.-H.F.S. All of those means that they have had some formal education and have passed a nationally recognized certification. Anyone with those credentials can point you in a good direction for more information.
Once you have an idea of what you want to try, you have to find ways to measure changes. Record things that are important like body weight, body fat percentage, strength levels, stress levels, quality of sleep, duration of sleep, social enjoyment, and perceived difficulty are my go-to measures. Find out what is important to you and measure it. And don't think that you need to look like a lab tech either. For most of my information I just write down in my workout book with a scale of 1-5. Where 1 is kick ass and 5 is like I got beat like I stole something. This way you can quickly draw a connection between what you are trying and how that is effecting your workout.
Last thing. Results are what we are all after. Self-experimentation is something that I encourage people to try, but never at the cost of sacrificing your goal. Using results to make decisions is a sane way to improve during the insanity of working out. You have witnessed the insanity yourself. Think of the same guy/girl that comes to the gym, does the same workout time and time again and is complaining at the drinking fountain that they never seem to progress. Insanity at its finest. Use results to guide your decisions, just understand that you need a solid two weeks of data before you should make any changes. The body can be slow to respond, so give it time to adjust.
There is the door, but you have to make the choice to walk through it. Understand that if you do, be ready for some heartache. The realization that after an experiment you got worse, hurts. Bad. It's not ever easy, but neither is life. And yes, there are times when you wonder why didn't I take the BLUE pill. Then there are the other times that you understand how everything fits together, which makes it well worth the pain.
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Weightloss as part of the yearly plan?
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Not enough with out the medal...
Looking back on my time at the World Master Games it has been unlike anything I have experienced before and by far it has made me a better person because of it. From all of the travel, new faces, different customs and struggle to communicate at times, the opportunity to not only travel but to compete for my homeland on a world stage can leave you humbly voiceless when confronted with the immense responsibility of being an ambassador for your country.
Make no mistake about it, this trip was founded under the idea that at the medal ceremony the Star Spangled Banner would be played. And it was. The best lifter that day was an American, just not me. Strangely, that is something that I am at peace with, Dominic had a nice day lifting and I knew to beat him I would have to be nearly flawless which I was not, but am proud of my performance none the less. The big Swede Eric, had a great battle with me for second place when when he finished his last lift to edge me out of the silver by 1 kilogram. I truly am happy for the both of those two and thankful for the chance to have competed against such fine people.
I know my wife had concerns about my mood after the meet. Not performing well and being edged out from second would have but me in a dark place for a day or two a few years back. Something is different now, and has been for a while. Being an athlete is something that was a large part on my self-identity since I started playing organized sports decades ago, and that is something that will continue to be a way that I identify myself for a long time. But the liberating part of this is that I am no longer bound to what my total lift was, or what place I took, or even how much I can bench. For as many hours I spend in the gym training and the amount of literature I review to learn (or rediscover) some training information, that is not solely who I am.
Years back when the goal of working out was to get better at football and to help out with the ladies, it was all about my ego. Yes t-shirts were bought just a little too small, sleeves were either rolled tight or removed to show off the time I spent working on developing my chest and arms. Slowly that changed. Clothes will always not quite fit right as anyone who has spent the majority of their life lifting heaving things will tell you, but I cannot ever remember the last time I put on a sleeveless shirt or actively showed off for anyone but to impress my wife. Lifting and competing is something that I do, not who I am.
One of the great parts of my profession is that I get to be constantly surrounded by people like me. People with the burning desire to be at their absolute best. People, who understand the time and sacrifice it takes to bend reality to their goals. People, whom I try to reach and help them mature mentally faster than what it took me. People, that sometimes don't understand the lesson until later down the road. But ultimately that is why I do this. Trying to pass on the information that has cost me time, frustrations, success, and failures so that others can learn from those lessons.
It's been a long path, but finally here I am. With the amount of time and energy that is invested, expect some anger and disappointment when it goes poorly. And trying to reassure that "It is just a game" or "just a lift" will never work for people like me. We understand that to the novice spectator they will become critics about why we become emotional about the loss. Just give us some time to process what happened and more importantly why it occurred. It was a specific choice to accept my lackluster performance, and yes I could have just shut down and let the rest of my trip be ruined, but there was so much out there that I would have missed.
That night at the banquet I ate with a former Iranian Olympian who has immigrated to Great Brittan. We saw liter after liter of vodka magically appear and disappear from a table of Russians. I talked training schedules with a contingency of Swedes. The owner of the restaurant introduced me to his son, since the 8 year old has only ever seen an American on TV or a movie. But the highlight of the night was the singing. In this outdoor patio in the foothills of the Alps were competitors and their families representing 15 counties from all over the world, and slowly the Europeans started singing their country's anthems. While each one was performed with unwavering pride, the one old Italian man took the night. The video is only a reflection of what experiencing this in person was like, but needed to be shared.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IayOfq4GpEU&feature=youtube_gdata_player
All of those experience could have been missed if not for one thing. Waiting for winning a medal as means to justify and give meaning to ones life, there are going to be countless empty and lonely moments. Even though it is comforting to be recognized for your work: If you are not enough without the medal, you'll never be enough with it.
