Thursday, May 6, 2010

The Pursuit of Courage

Do you feel out of place, like you don’t belong? Are you having a hard time sleep walking at night? Do your clothes make you look silly? Are you slowly starting to forget the specific heat capacity values for many of the transition elements?


If you answered yes to any of these questions, maybe it’s time for you to Pursue Courage. Don’t take this lightly. This workout will, without a doubt, break off the out-of-shape “crust” that has slowly been growing on your body.


I have been doing this workout every Wednesday evening for several months now with Dan Madden and John Wankner for a sand training workout. If I wasn’t for my teammates, I would have probably stopped doing it after two weeks. Accountability has kept us all pursuing. That been said...


Here are some important Team concepts behind this adventure:

-This workout is ideal for a team of three. Two people will work, but three will give you just the right amount of rest time.

-It is your responsibility as a teammate to keep each other accountable to do it each week and to work hard while pursuing.

-When you achieve courage (more to come on this), a group hug is all the celebration you will need.


There are two phases to the Pursuit of Courage. The Steve Cahn Pursuit of Courage is named after The Matsa, a grizzled Navy Veteran who spends many of his days challenging anyone to games of various derivatives of volleyball... using his “altered rules,” of course. This pursuit embodies the fortitude of the athlete. The Yariv Lerner Pursuit of Courage is named after a man who is an ambassador for the "beach volley dream.” He has put a roof over the heads of many players who were once up-and-comers, and who today, are top-tier players.


On to the workout. After each description, I have added a video to demonstrate a single round for each phase. Remember, you will do each phase (Steve Cahn and Yariv Lerner) three times.


Components Needed

  1. One Poison Ball (we use a 20 pound medicine ball with handles)
  2. The Conclave (Beach Volleyball Court lines set up in the sand)
  3. Jumanji (A circle drawn in the sand roughly 5 feet from one of the poles)
  4. Timer (must be able to record laps)
  5. Determination

Steve Cahn Pursuit

  1. First person starts on the ground beneath the net on one sideline. When the timer begins, bear crawl backwards to the endline, bear crawl forward to the starting point, sideways bear crawl across the court, and sideways bear crawl back to where you started.
  2. Grab the poison ball (which will be waiting in Jumanji) and complete 10 Earth-to-Sky Poison Thrusts. (Squat, touch the med ball on the ground, stand and press the ball to the sky 10 times.)
  3. Sit down and complete 20 Jumanji Ab Twists. (Butt on the sand, feet 6 inches off the ground, knees slightly bent, twist side to side and touch the sand with the poison ball 10 times on each side.
  4. Stand back up and complete 20 Poison Ball Hip-Hops. (Jump forward and backward over the med ball 10 times and side to side over the med ball 10 times)
  5. Finish this round with a round of conclave agility drills. (With the Poison ball, start from the pole next to Jumanji. Side step to the endline, ski hops back and forth over endline to other sideline, side step in the other direction to other pole, back peddle to opposite endline, criss-cross footword across other endline, and sprint back to jumanji to drop the poison ball and hit “LAP” on the timer.

*When you drop the poison ball in Jumanji, the next person starts the round.


video


For a reference point, a really good time for a single round of the Steve Cahn Pursuit would be in the range of 1:15 to 1:30. The first time I did it, my time was in the 2 minute range. Everyone’s time will be different. The goal is to try to beat YOUR best time for a round every time you pursue. This is the key to removing the “crust.”


Each person will do the Steve Cahn round 3 times. When everyone has completed all three rounds, it’s time to begin the Yariv Lerner Round. There is no break time between the finish of the last person’s Steve Cahn round and the first person’s Yariv Lerner round.


Yariv Lerner Pursuit

  1. This round begins with Conclave agility drills (with poison ball) that are slightly different than the Steve Cahn round. Start from the pole next to Jumanji. Move laterally with feet hopping over line (forward and backward with feet always on opposite sides of the line) to the endline, two footed leaps to other sideline, move laterally with feet hopping to the other pole, launch poison ball to opposite endline with two hands from a squat position, launch poison ball again to other endline, and launch poison ball again back towards Jumanji.
  2. Return poison ball to Jumanji and do 10 Poison Plyo-Pushups on the ball. (Right hand on the ball, left hand on the sand and PUSH. Then left hand on the ball and right hand on the sand and PUSH.)
  3. Then do 10 reverse Jumanji lunges while holding the ball above your head.
  4. Then do 10 Ooptie-Oops in each direction. (Hold the poison ball out in front of you, arms fully extended and draw figure eights in the air.)
  5. Go to the net and do 5 poison drops. (Jump as high as you can with the poison ball and try to drop it over the net. If you can’t drop it over, jump and throw it over without it touching the net.)
  6. Finish the round with 4 Conclave rippers. (from outside the court at the net, sprint around the outside of the lines until you reach the net on the other side, then turn around and sprint back... that’s two)
  7. Press “Lap” and catch your breath. Only two more Yariv Lerners.

video


For a reference point, a really good time for a single round of the Yariv Lerner Pursuit would be in the range of 1:45 to 2:00. Again, everyone’s time will be different. The goal is to try to beat YOUR best time every time you pursue.


How do you achieve courage?

The answer to this question varies from team to team. For us, we set a goal that if we accomplish the workout in under 30 minutes, then we would have successfully “achieved courage”. This was very challenging and it took several months before we reached our goal. On May 5, 2010, we got a time of 29:54. The celebratory group hug was literally all we could muster. Actually, we could lay on the sand panting like dogs too.


I am assuming that next time I see any of you, I will probably mistake you with Heman or Sherah.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Lame Duck Partner

When a new President is elected into office, he doesn't take over right away. There are a few months when the previous president is still in office, but he just hangs out and kicks it until it's time to be cremated. The media has given the term "Lame Duck" to this presidential position. Most recently, Obama was the new president elected into office and Bush was the Lame Duck who was eventually cremated.

I'll come back to the Lame Duck thing later... Yesterday Billy "The Merman" Allen sat me down in the hot tub after practice and tried to drown me. He foolishly believed that because he can breathe underwater that he'd be able to hold me under for aslong as it took. Well, news flash Merman, they don't call me Donkey for nothing.
Donkeys are great swimmers and I escaped the grasp of his Merman tail with the utmost of ease. Also, I could stand up in the hot tub.

After the hot tub incident I asked him why he tried to drown me. He responded, "Matt Fuerbringer asked me to play with him in the last few tournaments of the season and I couldn't turn him down. I knew that you would be really hurt if I dumped you so I tried to drown you instead." Hearing that made me feel a lot better about the situation. Billy actually cared so much about my feelings, he tried to murder me. How could I be mad? I said the first thing that came to mind... "If you eat a live frog in the morning, nothing worse will happen to either of you for the rest of the day." I just hope he took the time to truly find the inner meaning of my advice.

Despite my kind-hearted mood yesterday, today I found myself sitting on my couch, blinds drawn with a box of Aloe Kleenex, eating rainbow sherbert (Billy's favorite) out of the box, listening to my Kelly Clarkson and Avril Lavigne mix tape, and watching game film of Billy and I playing Mayer/Nygard in Hermosa. I'm not proud of my actions... (like I have any control over what I do). But it got me thinking... "Yo B-Blog, you still have one more tournament to play with Billy this weekend in San Francisco."

Let's go full circle... Billy has elected a new partner (Matt Fuerbringer). But I am still his partner for another 4 days. Does that make me a Lame Duck partner? Am I like George W. and is Fuerby like Barack? Does the AVP cremate players? Shit...

Don't get me wrong. I am stoked for Billy. He has worked very hard to put himself into a position to get picked up by a player as good as Matt Fuerbringer. Plus, I am a big boy. I can find a new partner. I will be fine for the Muskegon and Chicago events. I can't wait. It's fun to mix it up and play with different players sometimes. The only real issue I have is that I am basically S. out of L. for the Cincinnati event (Less teams, more money per player). To get into that tourney, the AVP will take the best 10 finishes from each TEAM throughout the season. 16 teams make it into the event. It doesn't matter who I play with, I can't get in because I haven't been playing with that person for at least 10 events. You might ask, what about Billy and Matt? Well, they will get the wild card into the tournament.

Fortunately, I believe Billy and I have come to an agreement that we both can appreciate. Either Billy dumps Fuerbringer before Chicago, but after they sign up for Chicago (That way Fuerby can blog about his own experience as a Lame Duck), or Billy makes me the best man in his wedding in November. We have agreed that the outcome of the poll to the right will be the ultimate decider. So, my friends, the choice is yours...

Monday, August 10, 2009

Dear B-Blog

This is an anonymous letter I received from an adoring fan. I thought it might be fun to post it and add a response.

Dear B-Blog,

I am writing you this letter in hopes that you will discontinue your efforts to "write" blogs online. I am embarrassed for you each time I read your entries. Not only that, I think you are making your readers dumber with every post. Please, please, please adhere to my request... Drop the blog and just volley. After all, you are better at volleyball than you are at writing, if only slightly.

Thank you,
Jason Hodell, AVP CEO*


Dear Anonymous Adoring Fan,

Hee hee. Thank you for the kind words. I will try to pump out blogs more often. I am quite confidant that there are more fans out there who feel the same way you do. And at your request, I will stick to writing about volleyball. I'll call it Bloggeyball. How about I focus my bloggeyball today on the Manhattan Open...

Manhattan Open:
They call this tourney the Grandfather of them all. It's like a grandfather clock... or was it grandfathered into the AVP from somewhere?... To tell you the truth, I don't know why they call it the grandfather. But I do know that it is the only tournament with 64 teams in the main draw for each gender. This made for a very crowded players tent. I thought it was awesome though because quite a few of my buddies qualified for the main draw.

In our third game of the tourney we played the Brooklyn Open champs, Ty Loomis and Casey Paterson. They out yelled us, and they out hair-doed us, but fortunately Megan Pura from Oakley gave me a pair of orange Oakleys to play in so we won in a tough three game battle.

Next, we met our match against Sean Rosenthal, Jake Gibb, and Rosie's Bromance (A.K.A. Rosie's Raiders). Those guys kept calling me sweetheart. Why did they say that? Does Rosie know they were saying that to me? Do you think that he was jealous?

In the finals Sean Rosenthal had one of the sickest hits I have ever seen in my life. Please read Hans Stolfus' blog about it. Eight of my top ten favorite spikes have come from one of the palms of this man. Rosie and Gibb finished off Olson and Wong in the finals to get their names forever etched on the pier. I'm going to make a chocolate milkshake now.

Cordially,

B-Blog


*First letter not actually written by Jason Hodell