I mentioned that a few weeks back, I did Crossfit with Brent
and Mark. What I didn’t tell you about was the conversation we had with the
coach before the workout.
The coach was asking us about our high school athletics to
see how much weight he would let us lift. Mark rattled off every sport known to
man. Brent, Mark, and the coach all nodded sagely at each other as they
discussed these sports and ribbed each other as men do. I nodded sagely too,
but remained silent.
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Do you know what sport I played in high school? Quiz bowl.
That’s right, people. You’re reading the writing of a man whose team placed
second at state for quiz bowl my senior year. Do you see these thumbs? No. No
you don’t. Because this is the internet. But if you did, you’d see lightning
fast thumbs of fury. Thumb, really. You only get one buzzer.
I was not an athlete in high school. I would not use the
term “athlete” to define myself now. But I am stronger and fitter now than I
was then. How sad it would be if we allowed who we were in high school to
define our self-image our entire life. I am not the man I was sixteen years ago
(the math took me a minute). I am not the man I was last year. I try very hard
to make sure that the statement, “I am not who I was,” is always a positive
thing.
As an aside, I feel I need to say that I was not responsible
for us going to state. I was a back-rower. We had two certifiable geniuses on
our team that carried us. Guys whose intellect made simpler minds like mine
pale in the light of their brilliance. I wonder what they’re up to these days.
Oh, also, the people at Crossfit Seven Cities were super cool. The coach was knowledgeable and motivated. If you're into throwing heavy things around, grunting, and sweating, these are your people.
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