How are you spending your time during this age of oddity?
If you are coming across this blog post years in the future, please note that this was written in the midst of the 2020 COVID-19 pandemic. At the time I am writing this, I am on day 8 since I closed my business at the order of Governor Cuomo. I have been filling my time since this started in a number of different ways, but yesterday I decided go kayaking during a pandemic. And I was so happy I did.
Before I go too deep into this post, I would like to address my absence. Several weeks ago, I began to post daily blogs. I was enjoying it, but after the second week, I realized that I wasn’t keen on the format I had chosen. At the end of the day, I am not looking to be an informational blog. My goal is to be an editorial source. I want to throw out my opinion on the news of the day, or a new movie, a video game I am playing, or whatever else suits my fancy.
So, going forward, I am going to do just that. I am also not going to hold myself religiously to posting each and every day. If I have something to write, I will write it. If I don’t have something I want to comment on, then I won’t.
The other piece of the puzzle is my YouTube channel. While I have never been successful at regularly posting there, I dropped it altogether when I decided to focus on this blog. I want to try to hybridize things more appropriately. One should not have to be sacrificed for the sake of the other.
The Current Pandemic Status
Today is Friday, March 27th. Over the last couple of weeks, I have created some new habits and my daily routine has changed drastically. While I still get up at 6 or 7 am, I no longer have ninety minutes of bookkeeping and other administrative tasks to do. Now, I make my coffee, turn on my Nintendo Switch, and play Animal Crossing. At some point, Governor Cuomo goes live with a press conference in which he outlines the current state of things. After my coffee is done, I either ride my bike on the trainer or run on the treadmill.
Yesterday, the weather was quite nice, so I got the chance to change things up. I followed the same routine until Cuomo finished his press conference. Instead of hitting the gym, I went to my garage and took out the patio furniture and the fire pit. I also put the bike rack and kayak mounts on the Subaru. When all that was accomplished, I loaded my 14 foot kayak onto the car and went to The Erie Canal Park in Camillus.
People Out in Force
I was shocked when I arrived by how many people were there. In my YouTube video, I claim there to be around 50 people. That was a gross underestimate. By the time I left, I am certain I saw well over 100 people there. During this crisis, we are being asked to “Social Distance” from others, meaning to keep six feet away from the person near you. The width of the trail at the park does not allow that. Luckily for me, I was nowhere near anyone because I was in the water.
I needed to get out. As I could tell from the size of the crowd, other people needed to as well. How do you condemn people for congregating in that way, whether there is a pandemic or not? They were not there to socialize. They went to the park to get outdoors and exercise. Endorphines are the best defense against stress in times like this. I would make the argument that the risk is worth the reward.
My girlfriend Jessica and I also took our bikes out at the lake last night. That was really nice too and the crowds were much smaller there. I am thinking an outdoor run is on the docket today. I guess you will find out tomorrow.
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I was never really thin as a child. I wasn’t exactly fat either. Rather, I existed somewhere in the middle of the road. Taking a gander back at yearbook pics and such has led me to understand that I was fairly nondescript. In High School, that can actually be a good thing. Best to not stand out either way. I played some sports in school. In the 7th and 8th grade, I tried to play basketball. That was at the peak of Michael Jordan’s career and everyone wanted to “Be Like Mike.” I was no exception. I was also not tall, athletic, or talented. In the 9th and 10th grades, I wrestled. I was actually decent at the sport, even pinning a kid from a rival school in just nine seconds in a match. That’s a true story and also the highlight of my wrestling career. I likely could have done more, but I spent the majority of the time academically ineligible. Why? Well, I had a love/hate relationship with homework. I golfed in high school as well. My Grandfather was an avid golfer. He was good, too. I spent a number of years idolizing that man and golf was a way of getting his attention. It didn’t work. He never once even asked me to golf with him…
Scholastic sports aside, something profound happened to me in the Spring of 1991. I was in the second half of my Sophomore year of High School and had a love affair with movies. As most kids my age at the time, I was a huge fan of The Two Coreys. Corey Haim and Corey Feldman were in nearly all the influential movies of my youth. While their stories are tragic when viewed through the lens of hindsight, at the time they were my heroes. Enter Prayer of the Rollerboys!
Something about this movie struck a chord with me. I am not sure if it was the post 80s dystopian aesthetic, or the young Patricia Arquette’s natural sexiness (I was definitely deep into puberty) or the rebellious actions of the protagonists, but something excited me to no end. As is human nature, I wanted to emulate something I loved. I wanted to get Rollerblades.
Over the next couple of years, I formed a passionate love affair with the sport of in-line skating. I skated for fitness, I skated for sport, and I skated for fun. I watched the X-Games on ESPN and tried to mimic their moves (often with tragic consequences). To be wholly truthful, I got really good at it.
Shortly after High School, I joined the United States Marine Corps, where I began to travel the World. And everywhere I went, I brought my skates. I skated in North Caroline, Florida, Okinawa, Thailand, and California. I skated everywhere I could right up until the popularity of inline skating dwindled. I started to notice that when I was skating around, I was the only person skating around. That led to awkwardness, which ultimately led to a painful decision to stop altogether.
When my second wife (these are stories for another time) got pregnant for our oldest son in 2002, I started gaining some weight with her. When she lost the pregnancy weight after he was born, I didn’t. When she got pregnant with our second son in 2005, I gained even more weight with her. When she again lost the weight after he was born, coincidentally I did not. In 2009, in response to her constant harassment, I chose to quit smoking. On June 15th of 2009, I smoked my last cigarette, totally cold turkey. What I didn’t quit was the oral fetish associated with smoking and over the next several months my weight ballooned to an all time high of 279 lbs. That was my weight on my birthday in 2009 at the age of 34. Worse yet, when I lumbered into the bathroom to shower on the morning of my birthday, I saw in the mirror something that shocked me to the core: I had stretch marks on my stomach.
It is not easy sharing this picture. This is not even my heaviest. This is three weeks into the process when I finally found the courage to step in front of a camera.
The first thing that happened next was nothing…
Depression set in. Despair set in. The reality for most people that become obese is that really don’t see it happening. It actually comes as a surprise one day. They tend to trick their own mind into ignoring the signs as they are gaining the weight. I was no different. Lucky for me, New Year’s Day was right around the corner. And that is the time for resolutions.
I bought myself a recumbent stationary bike and began to exercise. I also took some advise from some gym-rat friends of mine and began to eat lean protein, rice, and vegetables. I began to track all of my calories in software on my computer (smartphones were still a few years off).
Before you applaud the next part of this story, it is important to note that I did this COMPLETELY the wrong way. I followed the flawed method of Calories in / Calories Out. I starved myself by taking in less than 1200 calories a day and I spent a ridiculous amount of time on the stationary bike. At the peak of my exercise routine, I was riding three hours a day. Right or wrong, it worked.
By the end of 2010, I was down to 180 lbs. I had also decided that summer to get a real bike. I had been watching the Tour de France for years and I wanted to be Lance Armstrong (he had not been disgraced yet), so I went on craigslist and found what I thought was the perfect bike. It was a 2000 Trek XO-1. It was an amazing bike, but not at all what I really wanted, in hindsight. I really knew nothing of cycling at the time. As it turned out, that was a cyclocross bike, which it designed very specifically for a certain sub-genre of cycling competitions. Regardless of my mistake, I rode the ever-loving shit out of that bike. FYI, it is still in my garage to this day. Another thing I did, as Spring began in 2010, was that I decided to shift my exercise routines to running. It was agonizing at first. Running is a vastly different cardiovascular activity to cycling. It is laborious and painful to the initiate and I suffered all the growing pains. However, after enduring it for months, I decided in the summer of 2010 to run my first 5k.
Warming up with the assistance of my oldest. This was my first 5k in August of 2010.
The Inner Harbor 5k in Syracuse, NY is still run every year, but that was my first official 5k. I was terrified. I was confused by how it all work. Luckily, I had my family with me to cheer me on. My oldest even ran alongside me while I jogged my warm-up. About a quarter mile into the run, my right foot found a pothole that my eyes never saw. CRACK. The pain was horrific. I limped for a couple of strides. A million thoughts streaked though my brain. Did I have to quit? Was I able to run? What did I do to my ankle? Did it matter?
The answer to the last question was an emphatic NO! Adrenaline was luckily still pumping through my body from the starting gun of the race. The sudden realization of a possible substantial injury only encouraged my adrenal glands further. I felt almost no pain as I ran the remainder of the race. I also ran it fast, finishing in under 24 min. Well, fast for me anyway. I also realized immediately after I finished, that I had done substantial damage to my ankle. As it turned out, it was a severe sprain but luckily not broken. Regardless, it hurt all the same.
That race ignited a love affair with running that carries on to this day. I have also continued to be an avid cyclist. A few years back, I added kayaking to my list of adventurous activities. There are a few more, and I will certainly address them over the coming blog posts. My accomplishments make me proud. I have run a lot of races, including full 26.2 mile marathons. I have biked in races and charity events, riding in several century rides. This spring, I am going to add a kayak race to the fold. In future posts, I will also be recounting some of my more memorable events. I will talk about my diets, both successful and otherwise. I will talk about my one attempt at a sprint triathlon and why it never even started. I will talk about my professional career and how it has served my fitness journey and how I am now able to guide others in their’s.
I hope you enjoyed this read and come back for more…
Christopher Hess, LMT
Be sure to return tomorrow to see what Saturdays’ topic will be.
