My brain remains on California time. I got home Sunday afternoon and literally crashed. I now sit here tapping away at the keyboard because my brain is functioning like itās only 8:30 pm LA time.
Hereās a wrap up of my visit to the Mecca.
Got in Wednesday and as I mentioned briefly before, I had dinner with the Cosgroves. Beer of choice: Bass Pale Ale.
Thursday night: Craig Rasmussen, Super-model from Inside-Out fame, drove down from Ventura. Itās like 3 miles away but it took him 3 hours to get to my hotel in downtown LA. Seems there was a wee bit of traffic (did I just way wee bit? Thatās what you get for hanging with Alwyn for a few days).
Craig is just restarting up his fitness career in California after a stint in Indianapolis. Craig recently stopped off at Mark Rippetoeās gym to hang out a bit and ask Mark some questions. Mark has his Oly lifters back squat with a low bar position. His reasoning is that itās a general lift for the Oly guys because it doesnāt address the specific positioning of the clean like a front squat does. He may have something there. I will say that I disagree with his reasoning on the reason trainees knees will drop in when they squat however. See my blog later this week for why.
Friday: Wrapped up my recert for ART (Active Release Techniques). While I find this process tedious at times, I did get an opportunity to work on Dr. Leahy a few times which is always great feedback on techniqueā¦he did develop it afterall.
Got a message from Alwyn and Dos (Robert Dos Remedios, NSCA Strength Coach of the Year) that weāre meeting in Santa Monica. Iām really looking forward to this because I get to hang with the pound-for-pound worldās strongest vegan but also get to have some McEwanās Export at Ye Olde Kingshead.
I have to take a cab about 3.65 miles (or something like that)ā¦45 minutes later, I get to Santa Monica. I call Alywn who gives me what are apparently directions in Scottish because I walk up and down Santa Monica Boulevard based on his directions and canāt find the bar where he and Dos are waiting. Ah, if I can find Puzzle Zoo (not the bar but apparently a zoo where they keep all the puzzles in California. Must be where all the blondes go to see the puzzles in their natural habitat [my apologies to all three of you intelligent blondes] ).
I go into Puzzle Zoo and Alwyn says “turn aroundā¦do you see us.” If you havenāt been to the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica, thereās about 10,000 people there. How the hell will I be able to āseeā a Scot and a giant Vegan? I finally get directed to a bar called Yankee Doodles where they await my arrival. BTW, thereās a big red neon sign that says Yankee Doodlesā¦couldnāt just say weāre at Yankee Doodlesā¦Then again I’d have missed out on the Puzzle Zoo(that was of course after I almost got hit by a car on Santa Monica Blvd).
Waitress: Destiny (her real name? )
Beer: more Bass (I think?)
Food: Chicken nachos (I must have said ābut hold the chickenā at one point ācause I couldnāt say that I actually saw any)
Off to Ye Olde Kingshead to meet up with Chris (AKA Kuri from JP Fitness.com)
I get there and immediately ask for a McEwanās Export. Get thisā¦a Scottish bar that doesnāt have my favorite Scottish Beer. Iām crushed . I suffer with some English beer.
I then Catch up with Chis a wee bit (there it is again!). I canāt seem to get over the fascination of the fact that Chrisā scalp stubble and facial stubble are exactly the same length. That is a skill ladies and gentlemen. I could just be feeling the effects of the atmosphere [beer].
Hot topic…text messaging…Iāve been trying to learn to text message because Dosā canāt seem to just call me (Since when is āZā on the damn keyboard).
We did talk a bit of fitness in regard to lower extremity progressions and exercise complexity, but we were rudely interrupted by Tiffany (age 22) and Jessica (age 27) who were pimping the finer points of Heineken Light (I have photos, but because I use my phone for a phone and not a camera, I donāt know how to post them ā and please donāt try to email me instructions because I really donāt careā¦however I do have a rather incriminating screen saver of some well known fitness professionals). They actually had $1.00 coupons so we tried it. It sucked.
Rule number one for branding…never dilute your brand. Ask why Miller Beer went from number one to number 5 (just a guess)? Too many Miller Beers (Miller High Life, Miller Genuine Draft, Miller Ice, Lite Beer from Miller, etc…Remember New Coke).
Itās funny how really important things in the industry come up during conversation, but get mixed in with a bunch of BS, so my blur of a memory doesnāt seem to recall much. However, I can remember the Heineken girlsā names and ages. Hmmm?
Met Dosā bulldog who apparently also has super powers as it recently recovered from some lethal illness. Bulldogs are cool.
Iām leaving the part out where we went back to my hotel to get my stuff and to head off to Alwynās house a day earlyā¦it was a wee distance, but took most of the night to get there.
A gracious thank you to the understanding Mrs. Cosgrove.
Saturday: Rachel Cosgrove gets up at 5 AM to run 13 miles in Santa Monica with 300 other endurance addicts, er, I mean athletes. (most would call this a race or a benefit for some worthy charity and get a free t-shirt or somethingā¦she seems to actually do it just because she enjoys it).
Everyone: Hey Bill how long does it take YOU go 13 miles?
Bill: about 13 minutes.
Everyone: How can you run 13 miles in 13 minutes?
Bill: I donāt run, I take a car like every other normal human being.
Had a shake and some pills that Alwyn gave meā¦said they were good for me.
Iām personally very excited about this morning. I get to train at Big John McCarthyās new 20,000 square foot MMA training facility.
Itās quite an impressive place. A palace for thick-necked, sweaty guys (or gals) who dream of stepping into the octagon and bleeding profusely to the drunken cheers of rabid fans.
Get this. We did a ā¦wait for it⦠a kettlebell class.
The instructor was a tiny, attractive female named Felicia Oh (http://www.feliciaoh.com/feliciaoh.com/main.html) She seems like a really cool chick. I find out later that sheās ranked number one in the world in BJJ in her class (must be the 56 pound class ācause she was tiny ā but very muscularā¦great calves). I made friends to avoid having my ass handed to me by a girl. I could tell she dug me.
Best part of classā¦I tell Felicia that Iāve never done a kettlebell class. She doesnāt know me from mud and assumes Iām a total newbie not knowing that I’m actually a plant sent by the Anti-kettlebell Commission to infiltrate their Commie HQ. At one point I bent inappropriately to test the weight of a big metal ball with a handle on it (I found out later this was the kettlebell) and she rushes over to give me pointers on the appropriate method to lift a weight from the floor.
I had to chuckle inside.
I must say that I had fun in the class. My whole opinion of kettlebell training has changed. In fact, Iām changing my entire training strategy to training with only kettlebells. They truly are the most effective training tools and methods available.
NOTā¦theyāre still weights with handles, but it was interesting to be trained instead of the trainer for a change.
Question: Why would a Russian Kettlebell Instructor do a Turkish Get-up? BTW, Alwyn did Scottish Get-ups. They seemed much harder.
I did make sure to get the T-shirt as they say and got one for the lovely Mrs. Hartman. She promises to wear it when we play MMA at home.
Later we spent some time with Rachelās uncle whoās a Hollywood stunt man. For those whoāve seen Vision Quest about high school wrestling, he was the big guy that cheered Matthew Modine when he climbed the wall. Heās 48 now and looks 35. He does mostly stunt work and told me heās riding a Weber Grill at 50 miles an hour in an upcoming movie. A Weber Grill?
Free ART treatments for everyone!
Just a side noteā¦most endurance athletes have really lousy tissue quality throughout their legs. Rachel Cosgrove? Nope. Just a little ITB band tightness that some foam rolling will take care of. Sheās must be a distant relative to Wonder Woman. Sheās prepping for her first Ironman distance triathalon in Lake Placidā¦Kona is not too far away Iām sure.
She came back from her 13 mile run acting like it was nothing. After running 13 miles, Iād need chest compressions and mouth to mouth (visions of Pam Anderson running in slow motion to come rescue me).
Throughout the rest of the day, we talked business and actually did a wee bit of consulting for yours truly to set me up for the coming year. More on this later this week.
We then joined Alwynās number one trainer Cameron McGarr (you can now read his stuff in the magazines) for appetizers and more Bass Ale (What is wrong with a soft pretzel and spicy mustard?!!)
We then watch George St. Pierre knock Matt Hughesā out…twice!! Matt Hughes after the fight, āI just watched the video replay and thought I got knocked out by a punch but it was a kickā Oops!
Beers (Kronnenberg?) with Dos, Omar (who strangely enough I met at the exact same time last year. Heās now a master marksman with the Marines and instructs on the shooting range), The Cosgoves, Cameron and Melissa, and all those fine folks in their black concert T-shirts from 1985.
My thanks to Alwyn and Rachel Cosgrove for allowing me to interrupt their life for a short while, Dos you are THE MAN.
Later
P.S. Be sure to check back this week. Some good stuff coming up.