December 1, 2013
Joint Base Pearl Harbor-Hickam, Hawaii.
"Charting a New Course in the Classroom" by Chris Cooper - CrossFit Journal article [pdf]
Posted by Pukie at December 1, 2013 5:00 PM
I've worked for charter schools (inner city Detroit-3 years) and public schools(suburbs-4 years). My second career.
It would most definitely be easier to get CrossFit into the charter schools--less "red tape"....However...
The article should not say "It’s not the pursuit of money that makes administrators
want to open charter schools. It’s the pursuit of excellence." Most charter schools (in Detroit) are in it for the profit. Sorry to bust your bubble. I may have an opportunity to teach at a charter school and create my own P.E. and health curriculum, and if that opportunity comes to fruition, I will only take it to implement CrossFit kids as the curriculum.
Green and Gold Athlete Sam Ensminger throwing down at the 8th IS Gauntlet!! Great community building event bringing military units together to compete for free!
2 2 2 2 2 2 2
70, 75, 80, 85, 90pr, 95pr, 100(1pr second rep fail)
100 ab mat unanchored butterfly sit ups 3:21 last time 3:31
Memory is a funny thing, isn't it? My Dad has been sick; his short-term memory is now approximately 30 minutes, give or take. It's exhausting to be the "reminder", but worth the effort to quell the terror at the forgetting.
Did you watch any college football yesterday? Ohio State vs. Michigan perhaps? The unprecedented ending of Alabama vs. Auburn? Memorable doesn't quite seem to be adequate, but they surely were! Imagine for a moment you were there, on the field of play. Imagine the memories you'll have.
Given my Saturday's activity (glued to TV watching football) it's not too surprising that I dreamed of football last night. It was a recurring dream, one that comes to me often, and one from which I always seem to awaken to start my day. My dream is like a classic NFL Films pastiche of all of my football FAILURES. That's right, all of my lowlights in one continuously running loop, endlessly spooling until I finally, mercifully, wake up.
I never remember the good plays. From any sport at any time. Is it like this for you guys? Seriously, there is literally only one play from college I recall where it all turned out OK. Ah, but the misses? Those plays where I got burned, fumbled, missed the free throw, failed to get it up and down for the win? Those are burned into my brain as if by some cosmic branding iron. I wonder why that is…
Memory is a funny thing, isn't it?
In my Inbox the other day I received a request to participate in a concussion study of Div. III football players. Some of my teammates received the request while others seemingly have not. This set us to the task of deciphering who did get the request and why. Opinions differ, swinging between GPA (those above a certain grade were solicited) and athletic prowess (those below a certain grade were solicited). All of which made for a spirited back and forth between men of a certain age who share…wait for it…memories.
Men over the age of 30 are well-known to have difficulty making new friends, at least friends as significant as those they made in their youth. I get this, especially when I realize that I really DO have good memories from my days as whatever version of athlete I might have been. They just don't happen to be from the field of play, but rather from the locker room and the bus. Pre- and post-game meetings and gatherings. Watching the "big boys" play on Saturdays with teammates after our all too short season had ended. Gathering to parse the mysteries of the concussion study, so much like being back on a stool contemplating a new day's fresh undergear, musing on the next generation telling their own stories of bonding and wondering if they will have what we had. What we have.
Indeed, I remember very little of yesterday's WOD. Little other than what the aches in my body tell me I must have done. Like in my days as a team sport athlete I do not remember a particular rep or the weight I used or my score. No, just like always and ever before what I remember from yesterday is what I remember from last week and last year and all the way back to 2006: I remember who I was with. I remember that being with them felt like winning.
I hope that they, as I do with teammates of yore, will remember it the same.
I'll see you next week...
today I did absolutly nothing so rest day - Rx best regardes from poland to all crossfreaks:-)
@Bingo: memory is a strength and it should be treated as such. Train it. Practice it. Improve it. One of my favorite WOD's of my life happened at crossfit san diego where we did an AMRAP which was preceded by the showing of 13 playing cards. Post-WOD we tested who remembered what.
Memory is like magic -- a bag of tricks to be learned.
Bingo, thanks as usual.
WOD: rest :)
Empower Charter School - best wishes for a successful vote on the 3rd !!! And best of luck taking the school, and the students, forward!
Still can't run more than 10 yards without back pain
I did this local box WOD for time, no back pain:
50 Sit Ups
40 Russian KB Swings, 20 pounds
30 SDHP with KB, 20 pounds
20 PP, 45 pounds
20 PP, 45 lbs
30 SDHP with KB, 20 lbs
40 Russian KB Swings, 20 lbs
50 Sit Ups
Three words: Pilates reformer session.
Sam is the guy who got me into CrossFit. Almost 2 years later . . . life changing! Way to go buddy!
Sam Ensminger has been one of my coaches and has got me into the sport of fitness. Thanks Sir
Thrusters 7x2 from Saturday.
That is some major amplitude on that double under! I'm guessing that's a 14 inch vertical jump