Archive | February, 2014

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Rise of the Machines

My friend, Ben Ceccarelli, made this awesome promotional video with me and some of my friends from CrossFit Horsepower.

TRES, DOS, UNO…. GO!! San Jose, Costa Rica

“Pura Vida” means “pure life” in Spanish. Costa Ricans have made this term popular, saying it as a greeting, and describing any happy or beautiful situation to say…. Life is Good.

I noticed instantly that they have a light-hearted attitude to them. The “Ticos,” natives of Costa Rica, have an amazing ability to laugh in every situation. I noticed even when the boys picked me up from the airport that they straight up pause their conversations to allow time to laaaaughh. Without noticing right away, I actually changed my story telling to socially fit in with their way of life. When I found myself finishing explaining something or answering a question that was ending normally, I would make a joke at the end to make it more happy or ironic and we would all three just take time to laugh cause it just… feels good. Apparently if you’re not making friends out of strangers by finding things in common to sit back and laugh about, you’re doing something wrong. This worked in my advantage because I always try to be funny when I’m teaching. It’s usually a hit or miss but at this seminar I was on a roll- they were like confidence enablers to someone that’s making cheeseball jokes for hours through the seminar. I know I’m not really thaaat funny.

My favorite was when the owners of the gym, Diego and Marco were telling me horror stories about tour guides getting lost in the jungle deep in the rainforest for over seven days in monsoon season. How you could walk hours in one direction thinking you heard a car, and then all the sudden the echo makes you turn around and go in circles. We talked about all the animals that could be dangerous on the jungle floor… panthers, venomous snakes, spiders, wild boars. And then after me being pretty scared, they said, “that’s nothing, you know what freaks me out? We heard that in the states by the mountains some people just have BEARS going through their trash cans in their backyard. Now THAT’s scary- bears don’t mess around! The jungle’s way safer than that…”

Two athletes drove down from Mexico to attend the seminar, and a woman took a 10 hour bus ride in the heat all the way from Panama. There was a girl who reminded me of one of my cousins because of how many questions she had and how close she stayed by my side, who flew from Guatamala to attend the seminar. I have never seen such perseverance for an event I think of as a good time, where I show up and get to have face time with my people, while spilling everything I’ve ever learned into their brains. Here people are going out of their way to attend and take part in special days where they devote time to their personal development. A few girls from last year’s Latin America Regionals attended, and it was so cool thinking I could help them train against Games competitors that will represent their region this season on the big platform. I was inspired by everyone that attended with such enthusiasm.

After a day full of hiking miles in the rainforest to a giant waterfall, we went zip lining through the canopies. My favorite was our guide that looked at me after they told him I was visiting from the states as a professional CrossFitter, he looked at me and asked if that was some kind of dance. Ha! Later, after realizing we were into fitness I made a comment saying it must be hard lifting people up and pulling the heavy wires down all day and he said, “Ya you have to be very strong but we worry since we’re sweating all day from it that we’re not going to build as much muscle… like it is too much fast moving.” Oh it sounds like we sparked his interest!

It was easy to see that the owners of CrossFit 506 who toured me around their country for days after the seminar, were close. Business partners and best friends since childhood, they played devil’s advocate constantly. While one was always trying to scare me, telling me that people used to die on zip lines before they had built in breaks that slow them down, Nicho saying no one’s ever died in Costa Rica, and it’s very safe. Diego would tell me that they see crocodiles swimming next to them while they’re surfing if they go too deep, but the “people pleaser” would assure me when in the ocean they’re not territorial so they leave you alone. If one told stories about how territorial the crocs are when in the river, and how they kill anything in order to protect their 75 year long claim on territory…. the other would remind me- its ok, we are not planning on going in any rivers. When we saw red and blue rainbow macaws, I learned how they stay in couples and mate for life. I learned that if one dies the other commits suicide, but of course, the bright side is sometimes another macaw couple adopts it, and they live as a happy triplet for the rest of their lives! This went on and on until one night we went kayaking right at sunset, and I had to hope to God we would be safe…

We pulled out the kayaks… dragged them the short trek between the house and the rolling waves. They felt light after training all day, and we took them far, too far out, away from the shore. They started making fun of me and we were laughing so hard because I could NOT stay in mine! I was wobbling everywhere and they were joking about how the sharks come in to the shallow water at night to hunt because the water’s cooled off. I’m like that’s not funny- and I would splash into the water until I couldn’t even get in. They realized my kayak had a hole in it and was sinking fast. So we switched, and after they were talking in Spanish to each other for a long time, I started panicking this was serious… Diego ended up having to drag the full of water kayak as I paddled us to shore. Nicho was racing back, as his kayak also was sinking, and ended up having to pull his as well, trying to swim on his own. The moon was our only light, as I with no experience paddled as hard as I could to get this huge load to the beach, barely missing the huge groups of rocks to the right and left of our path. My arms were so tired, it reminded me exactly of rowing a 5K as hard as I could- but with someone on my back! They are so lucky I CrossFit….. After about half an hour, we had MADE it! We were all exhausted, and the boys kept talking about how they were trying to act calm but were scared to death of the sharks that more than likely were swimming below us.

I had a first world moment after I bought a shady iPhone 5 charger that didn’t work at all. Driving three and a half hours from San Jose to the beach on winding unpaved roads, having to swerve around people that were walking on the side of the road, and pulled over worker trucks. I mentioned if they had a highway to this beach it would probably cut the time in half. They instantly opened my eyes with saying, “This beach is secret and desolate and newly discovered. The way it is, is exactly what we would lose if there was a highway here.” I realized that proved I just didn’t get it…. And I made my best efforts to appreciate the road and the village from that moment on. This is why Ticos are the most happy, content, and upbeat people in the world, because life is pure, life is good, and they appreciate everything. They get it.

I ended up getting a little sick while I was there. My diet had changed while I was visiting, and I needed to talk to a doctor (I’m ok…..). On the phone he assured me he and his father are two of the most prepared and educated doctors in their country. To make me feel comfortable, he told me, “since I was so trusted and highly spoken of he considers me family. We are connected, we are all meant to help each other.” God guides us in so many ways, there is no way to possibly pretend there is such thing as coincidence. I tend to be more trusting then I should be, but I know I’m not the only one that’s watching out for me- if I was I would be in trouble.

Right now I’m staying at a beach house on the desolate North Pacific coast of the country. There are random ants and spiders crawling on the walls. There are no windows, just an entire wall of open shutters on one side of the room. The beach is lit up from the moon and just a short distance away from the house are the waves of the ocean hitting the sand…. and it’s loud tonight. Just another day of surfing and I’ll be back to my training partner and my gym at home, back to normal. For right now I’ll keep up with my bare feet on the platforms we made, a light, medium, and heavy barbell for whatever I come up with. My imagination runs wild with our rings hanging from the trees, and using the beach as our track…. Now this is CrossFit.

Pura Vida….. life is good.