Twenty thirteen, here it is. Rang in the first day of the new year with the manic energy and strange thought patterns typical of a heavy but not terrible hangover. Got a lot of work done! Drank my last soda for a while cause ITS TRAINING TIME BABY WHOO.
Sorry got a little worked up just then.
Basic Benjamin Stats:
(for the beginning of the year, need a reference point. This is our raw material.)
Weight: 223
Anxiety Level: Moderate
Heart: Warm Fuzzies. Humanity is beautiful if a little scary sometimes.
Websites launched: None.
Cardio Fitness: Like a shetland pony with a sloth's ambition
Throws: Who knows? Forehand blades with boots on look good.
Days since last drunk: 0.6
Toothbrush: lost (gross)
Drunk pushup max: 29.5
So there you have it. Obviously a lot of room for improvement, but probably better than my baseline fitness in other seasons.
Probably.
Low fitness is troubling but career wise I have clear goals in mind and clear steps to take to start moving toward them. Also the Hobbit was really good.
See you next week, blog readers!
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Hey Ya'll, New Years
New Years Blogolutions:
-No Death Cab lyrics in post titles until March at least jeez
-Blog weekly, frisbee content or no
That's it really. Blogging is awesome. It keeps me focused on improving my frisbee game and is a good outlet for writing of various kinds. Can't lose there. Last year's new year's resolution was to write more, and in 2012 I've written a ton actually, but not all that many blog posts. Once a week would be cool.
See ya in twenny thirteen ya shmucks.
-No Death Cab lyrics in post titles until March at least jeez
-Blog weekly, frisbee content or no
That's it really. Blogging is awesome. It keeps me focused on improving my frisbee game and is a good outlet for writing of various kinds. Can't lose there. Last year's new year's resolution was to write more, and in 2012 I've written a ton actually, but not all that many blog posts. Once a week would be cool.
See ya in twenny thirteen ya shmucks.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Priorities
I've barely picked up a disc in the past month, despite the unseasonably warm November.
That's sad.
I always imagined it would be existentially difficult to train in the off season after college, but knowing that and actually experiencing it have been totally different animals. However, I suspect that as post college life levels out, it will become easier to budget my time for more training, as long as I don't lose focus completely in the meantime.
That said, need to rev it up or else there is no reason in signing up for nocturnal, at the very least. Also MLU tryouts, it would be cool to go to those and not suck.
Basically just missing ultimate. Its a hole in my otherwise very satisfactory life. If I can budget in more training I will be a very happy Benjamin.
In other news, spambots found my blog recently. Thanks for reading, spambots, and it sure is nice to get comments, but I really can't afford any french fashion accessories right now.
That's sad.
I always imagined it would be existentially difficult to train in the off season after college, but knowing that and actually experiencing it have been totally different animals. However, I suspect that as post college life levels out, it will become easier to budget my time for more training, as long as I don't lose focus completely in the meantime.
That said, need to rev it up or else there is no reason in signing up for nocturnal, at the very least. Also MLU tryouts, it would be cool to go to those and not suck.
Basically just missing ultimate. Its a hole in my otherwise very satisfactory life. If I can budget in more training I will be a very happy Benjamin.
In other news, spambots found my blog recently. Thanks for reading, spambots, and it sure is nice to get comments, but I really can't afford any french fashion accessories right now.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
The Mixed Blessing of Gym Room Mirrors
Gotta correct my posture to get rid of "computer boy" round shoulder status.
Guess I'm blogging again?
Guess I'm blogging again?
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
LOL Bonus Post
Two things that get me jacked out of my skin to get going with life:
Obama's acceptance speech and Kurt Gibson winning a club title.
Once you go blag, you can't stop posting over and over.
Bichotte, Fired up!
Obama's acceptance speech and Kurt Gibson winning a club title.
Once you go blag, you can't stop posting over and over.
Bichotte, Fired up!
Can't Quit You Baby
Just can't. Compulsive ultimate blogging keeps me honest, and focused in a weird. sometimes barely tangible sort of way. I'm putting a lot of time into planning my 2013 campaign, not just ultimate but life, and its only natural to want to write about it.
In the meantime, off season workouts are starting to pay off. Played my best yet at fall league, ran hard nearly savage (jogged during zone d though, loldeepdeep) and kept turnover minimal. Throws are a tiny bit rusty. Backhand needs a couple weeks of work but I have more power than ever on either side.
It was fun to play in the cold. We had the 7:30 game slot, and Sandy pushed us back a week into the depredations of daylight savings time so it was thoroughly dark and already a layer of frost coated the ground. By the end of my warmup jog I was over the cold though and ready to roll.
Working hard on my mentality. That will be the key. This off season is the most crucial of my career. That's all. Got plans, we'll see. Missed this blog thing maybe I'll keep going, maybe not. In any case, life feels pretty damn good right now.
PWE, all.
In the meantime, off season workouts are starting to pay off. Played my best yet at fall league, ran hard nearly savage (jogged during zone d though, loldeepdeep) and kept turnover minimal. Throws are a tiny bit rusty. Backhand needs a couple weeks of work but I have more power than ever on either side.
It was fun to play in the cold. We had the 7:30 game slot, and Sandy pushed us back a week into the depredations of daylight savings time so it was thoroughly dark and already a layer of frost coated the ground. By the end of my warmup jog I was over the cold though and ready to roll.
Working hard on my mentality. That will be the key. This off season is the most crucial of my career. That's all. Got plans, we'll see. Missed this blog thing maybe I'll keep going, maybe not. In any case, life feels pretty damn good right now.
PWE, all.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Terrified of Nothing
I feel better than I have in a while.
While running among the darkening sky and rapidly reddening leaves, I had an epiphany of sorts. I've been depressed lately because I've been trying to live my college lifestyle and adapt to the realities of post college life at the same time.
But I'm not college Ben anymore. I'm post college Ben, and it is up to post college Ben to decide what post college Ben does.
Tell you one thing, I need to live a more active life, and find some long term goals to latch onto now that the arbitrary pressures of education and college ultimate are removed. I have to make my own goals.
This was a weird club season. I had a hard time making ultimate a priority, focusing instead on my comic book and dreaming about the future. I also did not get to play anywhere near enough, lacking wudi and missing college practice. Ergo, I lost momentum I had gained midway through the college season, and feel short in terms of cardio fitness. I did get my throwing game together by the series, and feel better than ever about my throwing fundamentals. I was throwing better in the wind at sectionals than at the begging of the season at less windy tournaments.
Falling short of making regionals hurts, but if we consider this the first year of a new team, it is not an end but motivation for next year. To paraphrase someone on some team, championship teams usually have to lose together for two or three years before they can win. We did not have enough chemistry, but with one season under our belts we can come back stronger next year.
The biggest failure of my season was the failure to focus on my fitness. That's been the story of my ultimate career. Now that college ultimate is over, I need to rebuild myself as an athlete as I cannot count on the "free" fitness of college practices and tournaments. I will have to do a lot of training on my own, a weakness in the past.
Another area where I struggled was handling in the ho stack. I've never played a disciplined ho stack where I was not trying to get the reset almost every possession. I was often spastic or lost, and really need to figure out that position.
My greatest success this season was my mental game. I spent a lot of time working on my field vision. In the past, I would often turn the disc over due to a failure to see a poach or errant defender. That was largely because when I had the disc, the field would blur. I would narrowly focus on one or two targets, and ignore other factors. The higher the stakes of the game, the worse that was.
At white mountain, I made a conscious effort to always have "eyes wide open" and see every player on the field and their relationship to one another. It paid off, and since then I've had better and better field vision. I also worked very hard to be mentally tough and not get nervous for big games. I threw a lot less turnovers due to poor field vision, nearly all of my turnovers this season were due to execution errors. It is a work in progress but the increased field vision and confidence will pay off down the line. It completely changed the way I play ultimate.
It was frustrating seeing people make simple execution errors in the final game at sectionals, seemingly because they were psyched out by the momentousness of the "game to go". I spent so much time working on my mental game to ensure I would not get pysched out by those kinds of situations. My new philosophy is that there is no reason to get worked up over a game of ultimate - nothing to be scared of, ever, no reason to ever lose confidence. Easier to say than do, but still. Mental game.
At least in part due to my increased field vision, my best points of the summer were all zone offense. There were times where our offense simply shredded zones, moving the disc down the field at will. Our zone o got into trouble near the endzone, and also when handlers were reluctant to break the mark or continue swings. You can nearly always break the mark. Its not that hard.
This might be my last post in this blog. I need a post college blog now, that is about more than ultimate. Not to denigrate ultimate's role in my life, but to integrate it with my other interests, to balance my actions and create a full picture of who I am as a man, and who I am working to become.
Its been fun, thanks for reading.
While running among the darkening sky and rapidly reddening leaves, I had an epiphany of sorts. I've been depressed lately because I've been trying to live my college lifestyle and adapt to the realities of post college life at the same time.
But I'm not college Ben anymore. I'm post college Ben, and it is up to post college Ben to decide what post college Ben does.
Tell you one thing, I need to live a more active life, and find some long term goals to latch onto now that the arbitrary pressures of education and college ultimate are removed. I have to make my own goals.
This was a weird club season. I had a hard time making ultimate a priority, focusing instead on my comic book and dreaming about the future. I also did not get to play anywhere near enough, lacking wudi and missing college practice. Ergo, I lost momentum I had gained midway through the college season, and feel short in terms of cardio fitness. I did get my throwing game together by the series, and feel better than ever about my throwing fundamentals. I was throwing better in the wind at sectionals than at the begging of the season at less windy tournaments.
Falling short of making regionals hurts, but if we consider this the first year of a new team, it is not an end but motivation for next year. To paraphrase someone on some team, championship teams usually have to lose together for two or three years before they can win. We did not have enough chemistry, but with one season under our belts we can come back stronger next year.
The biggest failure of my season was the failure to focus on my fitness. That's been the story of my ultimate career. Now that college ultimate is over, I need to rebuild myself as an athlete as I cannot count on the "free" fitness of college practices and tournaments. I will have to do a lot of training on my own, a weakness in the past.
Another area where I struggled was handling in the ho stack. I've never played a disciplined ho stack where I was not trying to get the reset almost every possession. I was often spastic or lost, and really need to figure out that position.
My greatest success this season was my mental game. I spent a lot of time working on my field vision. In the past, I would often turn the disc over due to a failure to see a poach or errant defender. That was largely because when I had the disc, the field would blur. I would narrowly focus on one or two targets, and ignore other factors. The higher the stakes of the game, the worse that was.
At white mountain, I made a conscious effort to always have "eyes wide open" and see every player on the field and their relationship to one another. It paid off, and since then I've had better and better field vision. I also worked very hard to be mentally tough and not get nervous for big games. I threw a lot less turnovers due to poor field vision, nearly all of my turnovers this season were due to execution errors. It is a work in progress but the increased field vision and confidence will pay off down the line. It completely changed the way I play ultimate.
It was frustrating seeing people make simple execution errors in the final game at sectionals, seemingly because they were psyched out by the momentousness of the "game to go". I spent so much time working on my mental game to ensure I would not get pysched out by those kinds of situations. My new philosophy is that there is no reason to get worked up over a game of ultimate - nothing to be scared of, ever, no reason to ever lose confidence. Easier to say than do, but still. Mental game.
At least in part due to my increased field vision, my best points of the summer were all zone offense. There were times where our offense simply shredded zones, moving the disc down the field at will. Our zone o got into trouble near the endzone, and also when handlers were reluctant to break the mark or continue swings. You can nearly always break the mark. Its not that hard.
This might be my last post in this blog. I need a post college blog now, that is about more than ultimate. Not to denigrate ultimate's role in my life, but to integrate it with my other interests, to balance my actions and create a full picture of who I am as a man, and who I am working to become.
Its been fun, thanks for reading.
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