A couple of weeks ago I was sitting at breakfast, attempting to do some work, when my phone inexplicably died on me. I asked the waitress if I could borrow her charger but after a few minutes but alas, it was a brick. I headed to the Apple store to let them figure it out. Applecare, amiright? I was greeted by two guys. One, a concierge, and the other a tech that was floating around helping people. While I was giving my info to get on the waitlist, the tech said “let me see it first” and started messing around with the buttons. The concierge and I began talking about non phone related things. He was a bigger dude, 25 years old and around 6 feet tall and probably 230-250. His body type was naturally on the thicker side but he had a look of someone who had just stopped working out for a few years. He noticed my shirt(Crossfit South Brooklyn) and asked if I did Crossfit in the area. Without much of a response, he immediately interjected and said something I’ve heard roughly 7 billion times. “Yea, I did it for a week but I used to have back problems and I didn’t want to get hurt again.”
It’s a story I’m too familiar with. While I always respect people’s previous medical history, his face was telling me a different story. There was a mixture of fear of working out and frustration in his effort. As if to say “this is the hand I was dealt and that’s it.”We continued talking and I shared my disk herniation story from when I was 24(am now 33 with zero problems). There was still a good amount of hesitation in his responses so I leveled with him..
”I stand to gain nothing from this. You don’t know me, or my gym and you’ll never work out with us. You’re 25 and will live another 50-75 years. You get to decide what those years look like. The longer you resist physicality, the worse those years are going to look and feel. Go back to that Crossfit gym. If you like the people and coaches, give them your money. Learn from them and commit yourself to going there 3 days a week at a minimum. Even if you’re tired. Even if it’s 5am and you have work all day. Even if you’re sore. Just start showing up. Do it for yourself.”
There was a clear shift in his demeanor. He smiled and thanked me for the talk. My phone, now magically working, was back in my possession and I was on my way.
The truth is i really did have nothing to gain from that interaction. He lived in the Paramus area and while I am familiar with the gym he attended, I don’t know the owner personally or coaches or anyone that goes there. So, why bother? Not because I’m a Crossfit gym owner or a nutcase about fitness, but because he was knocking at the door of a potential life altering decision that could improve the rest of his existence. He needed a nudge. I’m a nudger. What I was saying SEEMED really aggressive. But I wanted to make a positive impact because in spite of us not knowing each other, I do care. So it sort of had to be, given it will be our only conversation. I never got his name and I will likely never figure out if he did go back to the gym. But at that point, it was out of my hands.
I’m telling that story so I can say this: I don’t know who, if anyone will read this. I don’t know you and I potentially will never meet you. But you should work out, often. And by work out, I mean participate in physical activity you enjoy doing that pushes you to an uncomfortable place where you become challenged in both body and mind. Ideally one that is run by a coach because let’s be honest, you don’t know what you’re doing. Does that mean running? Great. Boxing? Terrific. Bootcamp? Weird, but fine. There’s a right and a wrong for everyone. WE, CrossFit Bayonne, are not right for everyone. And most folks can figure that out in 45 minutes. But you owe it to yourself to figure out what is right for you.
I will leave you with the same advice I gave Apple dude. Go try one or all of these gyms below. If You like the vibe, the workouts, coaching and community, stay there. Give them your money but more importantly, give them your full effort. Coaching is a relationship and words on a board don’t mean a damn thing if there’s no one on the other side of it to actually DO the workout. So if you don’t try, like REALLY try, you don’t get to bitch that it’s not working or your life isn’t up to par.
Here are some links to local gyms I know of. I don’t know these people, I likely WON’T ever know these people, and I stand to gain potentially less from this in terms of folks joining my gym. But it’s not all about me, is it? You’re allowed to be scared but you need to try. If you know a friend that needs to get off their ass, share this with them.
Oh and we have a Free Class every Saturday at 10:30am.