Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Born to Crossfit




How much of your athleticism did you inherit from your parents? No, I'm not talking about your genes. I'm talking about the shaping of your childhood and your early exposure to sport and fitness by your parents.

Do you have a first memory of being dragged down a ski slope? Do you remember going on family hikes or playing in the Thanksgiving Turkey flag foot ball family smack down? If you are a runner did your parents run?

Or, did you just decide one day to become an athlete. Like Georgia here at age two being tricked into playing "rope climb" by her evil coach father.

Post your first athletic memory to comments.

Coach K

17 comments:

Nick said...

I remember my Dad coached all of my little league baseball and basketball teams. I also remember going to play golf with my dad as a little kid, and then once I got to the age of 15 or so and the golf course opened up next to our house we were there every day.

Those are actually some of my favorite memories as a kid, getting to hang out with my dad and play sports with him. I also remember watching his basketball games when I was six or so and then going to get pizza after. Memories...like the corner of my mind.

J.D. said...

i had a glove and a bat before i can ever remember... i do remember the first uber competitive moment in 6th grade... up to that point i didn't pitch inside often, probably because i didn't want to hit anyone. my dad had pointed this out several times and i knew it. One day i gave up a 3 run homerun and the little league parents from the other team continued to jeer at me, so i hit the next kid between the shoulderblades as hard as i could. i felt better. oh the memories! I was 11... good times

Corrine said...

My first athletic memories: my Big Wheel and Sit n Spin!
(In my mind, the two greatest inventions on earth.)

Once I outgrew (broke) those toys, I remember rollerskating, riding my bike and doing cartwheels around the perimeter of my house with my sister for hours, until sunset.
My parent's trick was always, "Go outside and play!"

While my parents were not very athletic, they never missed a single track and field or cross country race I participated in. They were always 100% supportive of the athletics I choose to participate in. I think that is the the true "trick".

Corrine

Anonymous said...

My mom coached my first two baseball teams and yanked me from the game often for yelling at other players because they made errors. My brother and I also played tackle football in the living room all the time. We still do. Basically when I was born the gods reached down and turned my right arm into a thunder bolt.

Lucas

FilthyBrit said...

My parents were always throwing us out the house to play in the yard (I have three younger brothers). Very little idol time (just a lot of angry neighbors and broken bones). Not so much organized sports, but lots of hikes and bike rides. Simply staying active, avoiding sedentary habits, I think helped a ton. I still have trouble sitting still, at least without a beer-flavored toy to distract me.

We also did karate with my Dad when we were kids. We were always in awe of his utter ferociousness and complete lack of technique. Terrifying stuff.

Anonymous said...

I can remember playing catch with my Dad in the field by our house when he got home from work. He coached my first softball team (Barbed-L Drywall). I was quite a slugger and my mom used to get so mad because she would overhear the parents from the other team talk to eachother and say that I must be too old to play for the team and it wasn't fair. (b/c I was about a foot taller than everyone else)
One of the coolest memories is when my Dad refurbished his favorite mit that he used in high school and gave it to me for my 10th birthday. I still use it to this day. :)

Catherine

Olivia de Santis said...

Swimming, skiing, running up and down the beach, trampolines, physical culture, gymnastics, ballet, biking, rollerskating, jumping off high things, climbing trees, bouldering, sailing, my brothers "breakdancing lessons," skipping rope and hanging off the monkey bars at school... my childhood is a blur of running around like a fearless crazed ferret and my mother begging for me to SIT STILL!

beccarussell said...

Ok people, my first memory of course was "pop-warner" cheerleading. But more importantly... is that Juliet in the background? I can't believe how much that belly has popped in the two weeks since I have seen her. While I miss my 6 a.m. peeps, this morning during my own version of 6 a.m. CF workout, I had a new group of "peeps"...there were monkeys jumping in the trees above me. Let's talk about their vertical!
xo,
Becca

beccarussell said...

Ok people, my first memory of course was "pop-warner" cheerleading. But more importantly... is that Juliet in the background? I can't believe how much that belly has popped in the two weeks since I have seen her. While I miss my 6 a.m. peeps, this morning during my own version of 6 a.m. CF workout, I had a new group of "peeps"...there were monkeys jumping in the trees above me. Let's talk about their vertical!
xo,
Becca

Kurt said...

Hey guys, I am visiting SF this weekend from NYC and would like to stop by on Saturday or Sunday morning. I am certainly not a firebreather, but I have been doing CF consistently for a couple of months now. Do I have to get anything from my home gym or can I just show up that morning and get my ass kicked?

Nick said...

Just show up at 8:30 on Saturday and your ass will be kicked. Call Kelly if you need directions. Its not the easiest place to find. Kelly's number is on the main site.

Kurt said...

Thanks, I will see you then.

Kurt said...

Thanks, I will see you then.

Anonymous said...

I too had the baseball catch with my Dad but the first vivid memory was playing tennis at the local city clinic. Yup, wood rackets and frames in those days, and I got good enough to play in the city championship. I actually won my kids age bracket and got THE Wilson Jack Kramer autograph racket as a prize. I felt so damn cool. Went to the counties and got my ass drilled in the semis. But not for lack of hustle! Hope my boy Flynn one day experiences that kind of thrill. Right now I would be happy with a good Fight Gone Bad1

Peace, Shawn

Cindy said...

That is the neice that made me great!
GAC

Cindy said...

I meant niece

Cindy said...

okay so no one will really read this but I am a chatter....like my mom...
My Dad, Grandpa Jack to Kelly got us into all kind of sports - kind of a jack of all sports though, master of none for me with two really athletic brothers. Not to mention that fact that in the sixties, Title Nine hadn't happened. I was a slug until age 52 then got challenged into doing a triathlon. Done deal - the past 10 years have been great and life changing. I only recently started Crossfit to increase VO 2 max, get a better handle on core strength, much more to be realized, and maybe a spot to the Ironman Championships in Kona.....stay tuned.
GAC (Great Aunt Cindy to G)