The Vacation

Once there was a man who filmed his vacation.
He went flying down the river in his boat
with his video camera to his eye, making
a moving picture of the moving river
upon which his sleek boat moved swiftly
toward the end of his vacation. He showed
his vacation to his camera, which pictured it,
preserving it forever: the river, the trees,
the sky, the light, the bow of his rushing boat
behind which he stood with his camera
preserving his vacation even as he was having it
so that after he had had it he would still
have it. It would be there. With a flick
of a switch, there it would be. But he
would not be in it. He would never be in it.

Wendell Berry

CultFit River


The Solitude of Night

It was at a wine party—
I lay in a drowse, knowing it not.
The blown flowers fell and filled my lap.
When I arose, still drunken,
The birds had all gone to their nests,
And there remained but few of my comrades.
I went along the river—alone in the moonlight.

Li Po

CultFit Quiet


Heads or Tails

I am not afraid…I was born to do this-

Today’s Sign of the Apocalypse:  Is CrossFit training good for kids?

Continued from Yesterday:

It takes some time although eventually we will achieve our own version of what society defines as aesthetically ideal or pleasing to the eye.  For many of us though we achieve this state in such despair that we are utterly disgusted with ourselves.  No matter how lean, strong, ripped, hot or sexy we shape our bodies into.  There  always lingers a deep sense of self-dissatisfaction.

The feeling of inadequacy that each one of us often feels; Makes perfect sense to us now:  The motivation to look a certain way will always be driven by the comparison to and competition against others.

Since the puerile reason is to fit into a particular mold that others have created for us, driven by the  insecurity and feeling of pressure for not being good enough.  All these years, The countless hours in the gym.  The early morning runs,  The broken, bleeding toenails we have endured.  The knee replacements, The spinal fusions, broken ribs, fractured orbital bones.  Missing our children’s birthdays and other important dates.  The money spent on the latest and greatest products, The countless supplements and money pissed away (literally).

All these years we are (in essence) practicing the art of  being insecure.  We are getting better at honing our insecurities  each and everyday, every marathon or fruitless competition.  For many, we have perfected the art of being insecure.

After 400+ posts and countless times slapping you upside the head you should know that:  No matter what you do.  From Cardio Barre Burn, CrossFit, Yoga, Pilates, Walking, Running, Biking, Picking your nose etc.  You get better at what you practice!

Where does this leave us?

We are at our nadir here figurative and literally.  Our society has gotten really, really good at being insecure.  We have passed our keen ability to be insecure onto our children and others we meet …  Renewing this vicious cycle each and everyday.

This madness honestly depresses us and we feel lonely, vulnerable.

**99.9845% of the time we like to joke around during a post.  Not today.**

The Plan-

CultFit Kiddo’s:

Or this:

The Workout-

We’re totally bummed out.  If you want to go for a nice Walk?!?  Meet us out front in ten minutes.

Notes:

Iconoclast”  Punch this nifty word into your Google Machine (Or click the link if you are feeling lazy?!?) today and ENJOY!!!

Healthy Children