Shoreline Athletics: Just What Dr. Phil Ordered

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

 

"After a heated argument of why am I an insensitive monkey, or why, yet again, I did not wipe the counters, that morning’s workout is just what Dr. Phil ordered. Do I think Shoreline Athletics, the artist formerly known as SCF, changed me? I think that’s a stretch, but improved me, absolutely. I climb the stairs by twos now. I'm mixing a load of cement in under 7 minutes like a boss. I have come out of my shell, so I am a little more comfortable in social settings [..] My wife actually tolerates me and now thinks of me more than just a pretty face. All in all, joining this group of ragtag misfits called Shoreline Athletics has been a great experience."

 

The following essay was written by Shoreline Sixpack member, Josh Brooks.  I like this essay for obvious reasons: it's quite amusing, just as Josh is himself.  But also because it showcases how CrossFit has the ability to change a person's life in multiple ways.  Thank you for this submission, Josh.  Enjoy!

 

 

 

So, the question is why did I join Shoreline and what has it meant to me.  Let me start from the beginning... I was 40 years old and smoking one and a half packs a day of Camels. I was having a hard time not getting winded walking up a flight of stairs, and mixing an 80 lb bag of cement was hell, not to mention the torture of carrying it. So, I decide to quit smoking for good before I was a 41 years old. Surprisingly, I did not immediately get stronger or have the cardio fortitude to tackle  aforementioned cement, so a new strategy was born....

 

From the advice and coaxing of a (now) fellow 6am’er, I joined “On Ramp” in February 2012. Having never been to a gym before--I know shocking considering my Thor like physique--I had zero expectations. It seemed to suit me fine, and I joined the general population soon enough. As most of you can attest, I am a little shy and kept to myself...after all, I was there to attain my goals. Now looking better really has never been on my radar; my modeling days have long since passed me by. However, I do think sending my headshots to the Fibromyalgia people seems appropriate at this point. So, realistic goals it is for now: First, climb stairs without going into cardiac arrest, check.  Second, lift a 94 bag over my shoulder without help, or the fear of a lower intestine mishap, check. And third, and really the most important, not live in fear of walking the high school walls and taking a beating. Well, actually, if we are being honest, the last one has sort of taken care of itself, mostly because I have been out of high school for 30 years and because I am really fast and with cell phones now I can call 911 from anywhere. Plus, I have learned to have very strong people owe me favors, Ryan, Ben and both Lipps. Anyway I have gotten off subject...Along the way of my journey in the “box”, a funny thing happened. It has now become part of my daily routine; almost the only thing that is regular about me. But as many of you know “it” is regular, even more so than a clock.... I am not sure what would happen now if I stop going, but there is no need to find out.

 

Then there is the community of it all....The camaraderie of how to tackle the grueling physical torture of “Murph” is well, priceless. Nowhere else can a person who physically is unable to open a pickle jar, talk shop on an even level with a great athlete. Then, about a year and a half ago my wife started coming with me. This aspect really has made my experience whole. Sharing that hour together really has made us closer. After a heated argument of why am I an insensitive monkey, or why, yet again, I did not wipe the counters, that morning’s workout is just what Dr. Phil ordered. Do I think Shoreline Athletics, the artist formerly known as SCF, changed me? I think that’s a stretch, but improved me, absolutely. I climb the stairs by twos now. I'm mixing a load of cement in under 7 minutes like a boss. I have come out of my shell, so I am a little more comfortable in social settings, still working on that. My wife actually tolerates me and now thinks of me more than just a pretty face. All in all, joining this group of ragtag misfits called Shoreline Athletics has been a great experience. Now, having never been to another gym, I can’t say what exists elsewhere, but what I do know is when I am not there I feel naked. This could be that I generally don’t wear pants, or that you just know something feels right when you wrap it around your bottom...

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