August 11, 2013

Sunday 130811

Rest Day


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Chalkboard by Julia Lam.

"Making the Most of It" with Gary Kirk - video [ipod] [mov] [HD mov]

"The $4 Million Teacher" by Amanda Ripley, The Wall Street Journal

Posted by Pukie at August 11, 2013 5:00 PM

M 53 6'2 ' 195
One hundred 100 lb thrusters at 7400 feet elevation
= 10,000 lbs of thrusters. Gassed.

Comment #1 - Posted by: bobr at August 10, 2013 5:38 PM

i want a framed photo of that. awesome!

Comment #2 - Posted by: MattPatt at August 10, 2013 6:43 PM

What an inspirational video. He defines crossfit just about perfect. I started crossfit a little more than a year ago and I'm a lifer. Not just fir what it has done for me physically, but for the sense of community with my fellow crossfitters.

Comment #3 - Posted by: Philthy at August 10, 2013 7:39 PM

Making the most of it...what a wonderful video. I feel the same. Thanks, HQ.

Comment #4 - Posted by: Gavin at August 10, 2013 8:05 PM

Great video Sevan and way to go Gary!

Comment #5 - Posted by: Playoff Beard at August 10, 2013 10:04 PM

Well done Gary!!!

Comment #6 - Posted by: JBR M/37/5'9"/169# at August 11, 2013 12:09 AM

I tip my hat to you Gary, that is a solid effort man! Keep it up

Comment #7 - Posted by: Keith Hagger at August 11, 2013 12:47 AM

Keep it up Gary. Once again, the media dept. captures the essence of an amazing and wonderful story..

Comment #8 - Posted by: Ron at August 11, 2013 2:35 AM

Great story!!!

Comment #9 - Posted by: Davey B. at August 11, 2013 3:11 AM

Extremely moving. Rock on Gary!!!!

Comment #10 - Posted by: nate at August 11, 2013 4:40 AM

Awesome story, awesome video. thanks.

Comment #11 - Posted by: Carl at August 11, 2013 4:52 AM

Made up thrusters and L pull ups
65# 30
L pull ups knees bent 15 reps
My pull up work

Comment #12 - Posted by: D.S. at August 11, 2013 5:51 AM

Sunday musings...

1) Cat. We once owned one. Or more accurately, one once employed us.

2) Catercize. NYT's gem today: a Co-op board censured an owner for allowing his cat to "exercise unsupervised." There's just so much meat on that bone, ya know.

For instance, cats exercise? Like dogs who need a walk? Pshaw. And about that supervision thing? See #1 above.

3) Purge. Clan bingo is moving. Mrs. bingo has declared that the "Netty Empsters" shall live in a one-level abode. Furthermore, she has decreed that said abode shall occupy ~50% of the land and air now taken up by the dwelling "Chez bingo" in which I've lived for 21 years. Let the purge begin!

The challenge is in part rather prosaic: what do I/we/you need? There's really no doubt that there is plenty of extra around here. Plenty of stuff and clutter. Where, though, does one draw the line between necessary, desirable, and...I dunno...neither? Once the line is drawn where does one dispose of "neither"?

I've got two very real problems with this process, one understandable and one irrational and silly. The silly one: what if I pitch something, only to discover later that I wanted it? Or worse, NEEDED it? That really is just silly; anything I truly need will be obtainable in a pinch, and anything I think I want will likely be forgotten by my next meal. Yet however silly and however irrational, I still worry over that as I sift through stuff.

The understandable one is a little more poetic and has to do with the totems of my past, those little knickknacks that tease out an equally little smile each time I stumble across them. Even if "stumbling across them" only occurs during a purge. Pictures, yearbooks, trivial little souvenirs of trips and places mostly forgotten.

Only, not really.

It's that tiny connection to an event or a place or a person, or all three, that I most fear losing. Is this irrational, too? Or worse, is this also silly? I don't dwell in the past, mine or anyone's really. I don't really spend very much time there at all. Yet each of us has a little collection of memories--some real and some (like last week's musings) just little lies that we choose to believe--that are bathed in a soft sunlight of something that could be called "happy".

Perhaps it's generational. Will my kids (and both of you other kids out there their age reading this) ever experience what my darling Mrs. bingo and I did in our garage yesterday as time stood still, frozen again and again by a picture, a seashell, some trinket? I sure don't know, but that doesn't really help me as I sift through the delights and the detritus of a house filled with 21 years of Clan bingo, and the stored 32 years of memories that came before. The memories and their "triggers" rest in my hands at this moment, not among the electrons dancing across the internet to someday rest in a place that may never need purging.

The rational, actionable answer probably lies there: utilize the tech of the present to preserve the memories of the past. It's different, though. It really is. Much like the difference between turning the pages of a real newspaper, one made of real paper, and swiping through the same sentences on the device of the moment. The words are the same and the information is transferred equally effectively, only not.

Physically clipping an article or a picture and then carefully husbanding that memory over time, physically, is both qualitatively and quantitatively different from clicking "save" to either Instapaper or Evernote. It takes so little effort to do that latter that there's no commitment to the memory! I look at a photo on FB, often one of 100+ in an album, and it's...different.

I think that's it, really. Commitment. Each time I sift through "stuff", be it photos or books or trinkets, I make a tiny little on-going commitment to a particular memory when that little trigger goes back in the box, and the box goes back in my house. I make a tiny little commitment to the people who were a part of that memory (usually without ever telling them), a commitment that I will continue to remember them, to remember when being with them made me happy.

Will it be the same for our SM-centric, cloud-connected younger generations? Will it be the same for me and for Mrs. bingo as we go forward, hopefully not done creating tiny memories that will one day elicit those same tiny smiles? Will something be there to prompt them or us to open those virtual boxes that store the trinkets, that store the memories?

I only know that today I am visited by memories, by the people who populate my past, as they compete for a place in my present, the survivors of this latest purge. The ones that still make me smile.

I'l see you next week...

Comment #13 - Posted by: bingo at August 11, 2013 6:39 AM

Musings in the ether...

Comment #14 - Posted by: bingo at August 11, 2013 7:36 AM

I enjoyed the article...

I should start by saying obviously the application of supply and demand in the world of education improves efficiency and effectiveness. Yet we always are beat over the head with the idea, the teachers unions put out, that privatized education could never work. It is repulsive that they claim they are doing what is in students best interest. When in fact the only thing they are doing is ensuring job-security by making it not matter how good they are at their job.

How can we as a society be opposed to allocating our financial resources in the market for education in what ever manner we see most fit? What if the same principles applied to education were applied to fitness? Forced payment for a service, through taxation, provided by practitioners who aren't employed or paid based on merit. If you don't like your trainer you can always go find someone that you feel is more qualified and more capable, and you won't have to pay them for their service any further. If you don't like the service your local educators are providing you can leave and find other educators however you will still have to pay those educators you were displeased with for their service.

Clearly that is a system run by people with no knowledge of economics. My cousin teaches social science for the Chicago Public School system. He mainly teaches economics courses. I am an economist, so naturally he has discussions with me on the topic when we see each other for get togethers. We both always come away with the same sentiment; he is in over his head and doesn't understand some pretty basic concepts. In my field if I display a lack of knowledge I would be fired immediately, while he is kept around and gets pay increases annually. CPS just went on strike last year, you may have seen it on the news, they earn an average salary of $74,000ish with great benefits and pensions. However the Illinois tax payers are on the hook for $100 billion of unfunded pension liabilities.

There is certainly change that needs to be made to our education system it only comes down to the willingness of people to do what is right.

Comment #15 - Posted by: R.I.P. Milton Friedman at August 11, 2013 9:23 AM

New to crossfit day 5. Catching up on yesterday
M 23, 6'3, 265#
90# thrusters
Band assisted bent knee pull ups
Gotta lose some weight to get to the l pull ups.. Lol

Comment #16 - Posted by: Wolfgang Bach at August 11, 2013 3:06 PM

$4 million teacher - such a contrast to the great free work done by the Khan Academy.

Comment #17 - Posted by: Kizza m/30/183/80 at August 11, 2013 4:58 PM

Great video!! Very well done... super inspiring. That is CrossFit.

Comment #18 - Posted by: Laura at August 11, 2013 7:32 PM

There are still people out there who think a blind free market approach is the solution to all of life's problems? Guess they haven't been paying attention for the last 30+ years.

Comment #19 - Posted by: John Heaney at August 12, 2013 6:49 AM

Great Art Julia! CFDC!!!

Comment #20 - Posted by: Alex Lofgren at August 14, 2013 8:40 AM
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