Happy New Year & The "Fight Gone Bad" Workout

Happy New Year! 

I'm sitting here on Sunday, January 2nd, contemplating  about going back to work tomorrow.  You see I've been off work since December 24th with a combination of Holiday and Furlough time.   As I stretch, I notice that the back of my thighs are still a little tight from a workout I did on Tuesday. 

On Tuesday, I went to visit Aaron.  Aaron was my Personal Trainer when I first had weight loss surgery.  He was also one of my Son's best friends, and actually like another one of my kids.  The guys is like a Son to me.  Earlier this year, Aaron and his wife opened up their own gym.  It'sa 4,500 square foot facility called Amity CrossFit and is located up in Palo Alto.

When  I got there I was just in time for their lunchtime class.  Today the workout was going to be the "Fight Gone Bad" workout.  Aaron tells the story about how the CEO of CrossFit was asked by  BJ Penn,  former UFC Lightweight Champion and UFC Welterweight Champion, to create a custom workout that would simulate a 3 round cage  fight.  Upon completion of this workout, the CEO asked  BJ how he felt.  The answer was it felt like " A Fight Gone Bad."

The workout consists of 3, 5 minute rounds.  Each round has 5 workstations.  1 minute rest between rounds.

Here is the workout:

Station 1 - 60 Seconds on the rowing machine
Station 2 - 2 Medicine Balls.  One placed on  the ground.  Start squatting above the ball, holding the other ball.  Stand up and shoot the medicine ball like a basketball against the wall.  Catch the ball.  Squat until you touch the ball on the ground.  Stand up and shoot the other ball.  Repeat for the 60 seconds.
Station 3 - Dead Lift up to an upright row.  With an Olympic bar and weights resting on the ground, do a dead lift.  Once the bar is at your waist, pull it up to your chin, keeping it close to your body.  Put the weight on the ground and repeat for the 60 seconds.
Station 4 - Jump Ups/Step Ups.  Standing in front of a 24" tall box.  Either Step up, one leg at a time then step down, or jump up onto the box and jump down.  Repeat for the full 60 seconds
Station 5 - Military Hybrid.  Using an Olympic bar resting on the ground, pick it up and do a military press.  Once you complete the first one continue cranking them out for the final 60 seconds.  Keep the bar close and use your legs to push the bar overhead.

Believe me, the workout is much harder than  it sounds.

If you are in the Palo Alto area and want a great workout, checkout Amity Crossfit,  Aaron will take good care of you, and be sure and tell him Uncle Rick sent  you!

Before & After Pictures

Hi Everyone - I know it's been awhile. I apologize. I get caught up in other stuff and forget about my blog, but today I'm back, and I'm going to do something I've never done before. I'm going to post pictures from before and after my weight loss surgery.

The first picture was taken June 18th, 2005, walking my daughter down the aisle. At this point I was 45 years old, had a 56" waist and weighed over 400 pounds.

The second picture was taken about 4 months ago, at Aaron's wedding. I am now 50 (ouch!) with a 34" waist, and I now weigh 245 pounds. I've lost and kept off about 160 pounds.

I really don't like to look at "before" pictures. It represents a tough time in life, but every now and then I guess it is a good thing to take a look. It kind of forces me to say "Never Again!"

Pondering Retirement?

When you are a little kid you always dream of what your will be when you grow up. A cowboy, a race car driver, an actor, a cop, a fireman or a tow truck driver. These were all things I would dream of. Nobody ever dreams of becoming an Accountant or a mid-level IT Manager. As we get older, our dreams become more realistic. We take on responsibilities and settle into our jobs.

When we reach a certain age, we again dream about our careers. Maybe dreaming of a second career, like opening a restaurant, an ice cream parlor, or an auto repair shop. Sometimes we do these things, sometimes we just trudge along on our current path. As we get a little bit older the dreams move to retirement.

Ahhh. The joy of sleeping in, not having to commute, and not having to put up with all those crazy people at work. I admit it. I would love to retire. I'm 50 and everyone I know around my age feels the same way. What's funny is for the most part my day job is ok. I don't have to get dirty, I don't have to dig up dead bodies (that is a true story that I may have to tell in a future blog), and I make pretty good money. I have great health care benefits and an official retirement plan. My job allows me to enjoy a pretty nice life. Realistically, I don't see retiring in the near future, at least not from my job. Although I am going to retire from something.

I am officially retiring from sparring. I will no longer be sparring at the gym. I am continuing to have problems with my rotator cuff and I just don't recover as fast as I used to. It has been getting harder and harder to keep up with the 25 year olds. Don't get me wrong. I love fighting and competing against the guys half my age, it just takes me more time to recover and my body is starting to pay the price.

I'm going to keep working out with them. I'll continue to do drills, hit the bag, hit mitts and do all of the conditioning. I'm just not going to get punched in the head anymore and I'm not going to spar in jujitsu. While I am sure I'm going to miss it, at least I can concentrate on staying in shape and letting my body heal.

In the future, I'm going to try and be a little more consistent in my blogging. I've got some good things coming. I will be posting a new bag workout, a new cardio workout, and some good stories like digging up a dead guy.

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Anniversary Extravaganza - Part 4 (Finale)

After tucking in the elephants, we finally made our way back to our tent cabin. We cranked on the heater and settled in for a romantic evening. Our tent cabin was called the Big Cat House because it is closest to the lion and tiger enclosures. That means we could hear the roars of our new cat friends all night. The roars were so loud, it would wake us from a dead sleep. Then it started to really rain. It just poured! Between the roars and the rain, it made for a neat night.

In the morning, we woke up and went on the front porch to watch the animals. From our front porch we watched the elephants get their morning bath. The trainers spent about an hour and a half, bathing the big guys in the rain. Once they were clean, they moved the elephants out to the playground.

The playground is several acres big. It contains a large pond, and plenty of room to run and play. The elephants share this playground with an ostrich, a zebra, and two water-buffalo. It was a kick to watch them all play together. The Zebra loves to run and play with the elephants. The Ostrich likes to run and run for no rhyme or reason. The Water-Buffalo just kind of tolerate everyone else. So we sat and watched all of this unfold.

After a little bit, we realize that Butch, the large male, isn't out in the playground. Pretty soon we see him and his trainers walking the trail, going from one tent cabin to the next. Butch was delivering breakfast. Pretty soon he was at our place and brought us a great breakfast. He also brought us treats for us to feed to him. Once again we got to feed Butch.

After breakfast we hung around some more than headed for home. We had a blast on this trip and would highly recommend this adventure for everyone!

Kind of like my normal job......

Anniversary Extravaganza - Part 2

Our tour started out slow, but picked up quickly. We started off watching a raccoon, but quickly got into some neat critters. We got to see a huge African Porcupine. Kelly even was able to get one of his quills that had fallen out. One of my favorites was from Africa. I can't remember what he was called, but he was the largest rodent. He had fur like a rabbit, teeth like a gopher and kind of funny looking legs. We worked our way through the animals. We got to see Gators, Baboons, Monkeys, Lemurs, even a Ferret. Two of the coolest guys were the Kangaroo and the Hyena.

After a couple of hours we finally got to play, one on one with both a lynx and a little monkey. Kelly purposely did not wear any jewelry to distract the animals. She did wear kind of a black and white animal print shirt. Even though it was black and white, the Lynx took exception to her shirt and kind of gnawed at her. Even the trainer was surprised. The monkey went a little smoother. They put a diaper on the little guy and let him climb around on us. He was a little snuggle bug. He climbed up and just cuddled with me. Kind of like I would expect a grand kid to do, if I had one. Hint, Hint.

Next we had lunch with a couple of trainers then headed off to meet the elephants.

Wild Things has merged with the Elephants of Africa Rescue Society (EARS). They currently have 5 African elephants at the facility, one male named Butch, and four females named Paula, Kristi, Buffy and Manilika.

After we got to meet the elephants, the Trainer asked if we were ready to give Butch his afternoon bath. We jumped at the chance. We walked Butch over to one of the special elephant barns. An elephant barn is huge, but what is really big is the coral fencing they have to use with the elephants. Posts and rails are not wood. They are huge pieces of pipe set very deep in concrete.

Kelly and I got to scrub him up, and hose him down.

I'm going to post a couple of pictures and save the rest of the adventure for the next post. Stay Tuned!

Anniversary Extravaganza - Part 1

Hi Everyone - I know, I know. Where has Rick been? Why hasn't he updated that award winning blog? Well... I dislocated and broke a toe, and I've developed a rotator cuff issue. I've had a cortisone shot and am currently in Physical Therapy. I've had to take a little time off of my MMA training and a little time off from the gym.

Last week was my 30th Wedding Anniversary. My wife Kelly and I went on a special Anniversary Extravaganza to celebrate. We went to a place called Wild Things, Vision Quest Ranch, Safari Bed and Breakfast. I know that is a mouthful, but let me tell you a little bit about this place.

Back in the day, way back when we lived in Prunedale, we used to drive down highway 101 into Salinas. Often times, we would see a guy out walking a lion alongside the road in the strawberry fields. I kid you not. A full maned lion walking on a leash.

Well it turns out there was a place in Salinas called Oxton Kennels. They trained animals for movies, TV, Commercials, and print ads. Working the animals was just a way to finance their rescue efforts. Kelly had actually taken the kids there several times to visit the animals. One of the highlights was a giant snake. That was probably why I didn't visit back then!

A few years ago, there was an article in the Santa Cruz paper about the opening of a bed and breakfast with a Safari twist. The owner of Oxton Kennels had moved out to 51 acres on River Road. He had expanded his rescue efforts and opened a Bed and Breakfast amongst the animals. Kelly and I had talked about going, but had never quite made it. The truth is I was so out of shape, I don't think I could have physically done it. I had told one of my co-workers about the adventure, and her and her husband went and had a blast.

Now up to the present. Kelly and I were looking for a short adventure to celebrate our Anniversary. I remembered Wild Things, and now being in a little better shape, I booked the trip. On April 19th we headed down to Salinas.

Driving up the driveway, we passed a camel, some ostriches, and some zebras. When we got out of the car, we could hear lions roaring. We knew this was going to be fun. We had booked a special VIP tour. A 4 hour behind the scenes tour of the facility. It turns out that Kelly and I were the only ones on this tour, and our guide was the head trainer. It was amazing.

I'm going to tease you a bit here. I'm going to post a couple of pictures and tell you more about the trip in the next blog. I promise stories about giving the elephants a bath, and tucking them in for the night. Stay tuned!

Win for Team Kugtar

I first joined Kugtar back in January. Kugtar is a Mixed Martial Arts (MMA) gym. It's what was called a fight gym back in the day, but is now called a Martial Arts Academy. The main facility is located in Salinas, but they have opened a second facility in Watsonville, located within a couple of miles from my home.

The people at Kugtar are great. The coaches are fantastic, and everyone is extremely patient with the old guy. :-) The workouts are unbelievable. I literally can wring my t-shirt out after every single workout. This is definitely stuff that I could never have done prior to my Weight Loss Surgery (WLS).

What is cool about MMA is that it combines boxing, wrestling, ju-jitsu, kickboxing, and muy-thai. Some of the guys working out here have aspirations to be professional cage fighters, while some of the guys just want a hard workout and like to punch stuff. Gee.... guess which group I fall into?

A short time after joining Kugtar, we got a new Striking Coach, a guy named Pat Castillo. Pat is an awesome coach. He has fought professionally and done pretty well. He is very motivating, a great teacher, very patient, and an all around straight up guy.

One day, he tells the class that one of our students, Mike, is going to have his first official fight. The California State Athletic Commission was going to sanction their first ever amateur MMA fight, and it was going to be held in Salinas. This was exciting news. Pat then went and explained how as a team, we would help Mike prepare for his fight. He said that each of us have specific strengths that can help Mike train.

Pat said my strength was my right hand. He said that I didn't have any form, style or rhythm, but that I was super strong, and I put everything I have into every punch. Each punch has the kitchen sink behind it, and that I had true knockout power. He then said if he could teach me some things, I would be making people go to sleep. He also said that if he was ever in a bar room fight, he wanted me on his side.

At first I thought wow, that was kind of cool. Then I thought about it. Hmmm, does that mean I'm just a big, dumb brawler? Well.... I do throw every punch about as hard as I can, I do drop my hands when I get tired, my footwork is awkward, and my ju-jitsu is terrible. Hmmmm, ok maybe he was right.

Over the next few weeks we worked on drills to prepare Mike for his fight. One drill put mike in the middle of the ring. For 30 seconds, Mike would take us down. We would stand back up, and do it again for the full 30 seconds. Then we would switch. For 30 seconds we would keep taking him down. When the buzzer rang, a new guy would come in to face Mike and it would start all over again. We would do a similar drill with all out sparring. Mike would get in the middle and every 30 seconds or a minute, a new fresh guy would come in to spar. Not only was this really good for Mike, it also gave us the benefit of some very intense training.

I think the drills did the trick. Mike went out and won his first fight in about 94 seconds. The fight started off with his opponent taking him down hard and really beating him up. Mike kept his composure and put on an arm-bar forcing the guy to tap.

Check out the video on YouTube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcIyf0wWpsg

Due to the limitations of Blogger, you will have to cut and paste the address into your browser to see the fight.

Congratulations Mike!

A New Form of Torture

Ready for a new form of torture? Since I started going to my new Fight Gym, Kugtar, in Watsonville, I've learned many new types of torture. I used to think I was in pretty good shape, that is until I started working out with all of these 20-30 year old fighters. Check out this form of torture they call an ab workout......

Abs Workout:

1) 100 Crunches - Lie flat on your back bend your knees and lift your feet off the floor. Interlock your fingers behind your head and touch your elbows to your knees.

2) 100 Bicycle Toe Touchers - Lie flat on your back, bend your knees and lift your feet off the floor. Move your legs like you are riding a bicycle, as a knee comes closest to your head, reach across and touch your opposite hand to the toe.

3) 100 Leg Lifts - Lie flat on your back. Place your hands under your rear end, touching thumb to thumb and index finger to index finger. Point your toes straight. Lift your legs together off the floor about 2 inches. Keep your toes pointed. Lift your legs up till they create a 45 degree angle from the floor. Lower them back to 2 inches from the floor. Don't let them hit the floor. Count 1 each time they are at the high point in the arc.

4) 50 Iron Cross - These are so hard to do you will hate them. You are kind of sore by the time you get to this one anyways, but these will finish you off. Lie flat on your back with your arms extended straight out on the floor. Lift your legs like you would for leg lifts. On the count, you take your right leg, rotate it over your left and try and touch it to the ground on your left side. Then back to neutral position. That was 1. Then you take the left leg and rotate it over the right and down to the ground on your right side. That was 2.

This is what they like to call a good ab workout. I call it torture, but one thing is for sure, it will definitely build your ab muscles quickly.

Have Fun!

The Word....

This blog edition is a little different than most. Usually, I post about my adventures losing weight, working out, or just trying to survive. This time, I'm actually turning over the page to a guest writer.

One of my co-workers has a nephew named Samuel. Samuel just turned 17 and has Down Syndrome. Samuel is an amazing kid, and has overcome many trials and tribulations. This post is actually from my co-workers brother, Samuel's Dad, and taken from his blog, Samuel's Heart, at http://samuelsheart.blogspot.com.

Please take a second to read this one, it just might make you think. :-)

Thanks,
Rick

It's just a word.

Posted: 28 Feb 2010 08:41 PM PST

The whole language debate about what's cool to say and not say is back. This time it's the "R" word, retarded or retard. I find myself in a most uncomfortable position, in agreement with Sarah Palin in believing that Rahm Emanuel should have been fired for his words about liberal activists. I'm a hard-core bleeding heart liberal, so bear with me while I deal with that reality.

I've said it before, and I will say it again, the word "retard" is valid when used to describe something that slows you down or gets in your way. It's not a term to use to abuse or belittle someone. Because when used that way, that's just what you are doing, just not to the person you might think or intend.

I can be in agreement with Sarah Palin because she has a child with Down Syndrome, like I do. There are certain things she and I have in common. We know and experience things through our children that no one else that does not parent a child with notable developmental and cognitive disabilities will ever truly know.

I agree with her that Rahm Emanuel should have been fired for saying that liberal activists were "f***ing retarded". If he had said some group of folks were "chinks", or "spics", or…, his head would have been on a plate before dinner time. I don't question that. Do you? Yet, somehow, it's okay that he called them retarded. Why?

I voted for President Obama and to say I'm disappointed at the lack of any further discussion on this is an understatement. To date, no further intelligent discussion on this issue appears to be happening in this country. There has certainly been plenty of unintelligent discussion on the issue. To the extent there has been intelligent discussion in the media, in particular Stephen Colbert points out the irony of Sarah Palin not calling out Rush Limbaugh on his use of the word "retarded." Colbert's bit, while offensive for it's unabashed use of the word, was an actual case of satire. That Sarah Palin not only belittled the issue of Limbaugh but brushed it off as satire, is sad and cognitively dissonant.

My son Samuel has needed his parents, his family, his church, teachers, friends, all to be with him in the process of reaching his full potential. My and my wife's' roles in this process, to the extent we are able, has been to be his advocate. That is my interest in writing this piece; not just for my son, but for all of those with developmental and cognitive disabilities. The truth of the matter is, our kids, our loved ones, our friends with these disabilities are not be able to march on Washington for their rights and for their dignity. Perhaps because of this, the nation, certainly our schools, and now our main stream media seem to feel this word is okay to just toss around (6:35 - 6:45 in the clip).

I'm really quite angry at the lack of sensitivity to a whole population who among our global population are least able to stand up for themselves. As a people sharing this same speeding ball through space, we have a responsibility to be more, to do more, to do what we can to reach our own full potential. Using this term, retard not only diminishes the developmentally and cognitively disabled, it diminishes us and makes it less likely that we as a people will reach our potential.

Being angry and writing about it isn't really good enough for me. I need to do more and I've finally decided that I want to do that directly with Jon Stewart. I'd like to ask him why this language is okay? Stewart has become perhaps the most important journalist of our time, albeit a "fake" journalist. Some of the work he does is quite in depth and he's asking political and social questions none others in the media ask. He speaks to the younger generation like no other media outlet does.

I'd like to find out why it is that attacking this group of people has become free game? I'd like for Jon Stewart to meet my son on his show and look at him and explain why using "retard" is funny. I think I win that debate. From there, I want more. I want Stewart, Colbert, Limbaugh, Emanuel, Ben Stiller, and President Barack Obama to connect with Special Olympics and pledge their support to end the use of the "R" word. I want them to make PSA's to help inform the nation that the time has come to respect and for us all to be that village that supports those in our societies that need it the most. This was the basis for the creation of the Special Olympics, and this should be the basis and opportunity for this country to continue to mature and provide simple human compassion to those with developmental and cognitive disabilities.

I need your help. Please pass the link to this blog post to your friends, family, co-workers. I need a contact at the Daily Show who can get me a spot on that show. I want to do my part to help Spread the word to end the word. Because sometimes, words hurt.

The Opposite of Punch Therapy

It sounds so simple. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. This is one of those sayings that we have all learned somewhere in our life. The saying is actually one of Newton's three laws of motion. That means the idea has been around a long, long, time, and I guess you would think I would have seen it coming.

Last installment I talked about the idea of Punch Therapy. The idea being that when you are stressed, in a bad mood, or having a tough time at work, you should engage in Punch Therapy. Punch Therapy is hitting the heavy bags, hitting mits with a training partner, or live action sparring. You know what I'm talking about. You just punch on stuff until the bad energy is worked out of your mind and body. The workout can do wonders for your mood, and definitely beats going to a therapist. Well, at least it is a lot more fun!

What I wasn't expecting was the opposite reaction. When you punch, you get punched back. The other day while sparring, I got hit back. I got hit back hard. I actually saw stars and my head jerked around and pulled a muscle in my neck. I didn't go down, but man I was knocked for a loop. Luckily it was the end of the round, and the end of the day. I went home sore.

The next day at practice we worked on double leg take downs. We took turns taking each other down. At the end of the day, my neck was really sore again. Hmmm, I think I'm seeing a pattern. It looks like by the end of the day, when I'm tired, I get hurt. Note to self: Don't get tired.

The next morning, I woke up and was in quite a bit of pain. For the first time since loosing 160 pounds, I actually thought I might be getting too old to do Mixed Martial Arts. I was starting to get really depressed.

I decided to break down and go see the doc. I drove down to the Urgent Care at the Santa Cruz Medical Foundation. The Doctor who saw me was pretty cool. I explained my injury and asked him if I was going to be ok? He sent me down for a CT Scan.

When the scan was complete, the doc called me back in. The whole process took about 25 minutes. He said "Good News and Bad News." "First your neck looks pretty good. By that, I mean that nothing is broken. The Bad News is that something is pinching a nerve in your neck. It is probably just a swollen disk, muscle, or tendon, but the worst possible case would be a ruptured disk. If you are not better in a week or two, we'll do an MRI and talk about Physical Therapy."

Wow.

I then asked him the question that I wasn't really sure I wanted to hear an answer to.

"At 50 am I too old to be competing at this level?"

He laughed. He said that he was 45 and also does Martial Arts. He does that funky stick fighting style, and he once got caught with a whack to the head with a stick. He said he had the exact same thing, but he got better and continues to compete. If you ask me, this guy was crazy. I would much rather deal with big gloves and head gear then getting hit with a stick. He gave me a muscle relaxer and told me to take it easy for a couple of weeks.

I started doubling up on my supplements. I increased my intake of Glutomine, Vitamin D, and Vitamin B. I also doubled my intake of XCAP Max EFA's and XCAP Joint Flex. These supplements are amazing, and really help recovery from sports injuries. (Check them out at GetSeriousNutrition.com)

Well the neck has gotten much better. I have pretty good range of motion, and most of the soreness is gone. I took a week off from the gym. Well I guess I just took a week off of suiting out. I still went in almost every day for instruction. I guess I can't help it. I just love this stuff.

This last week, I went back to everything but sparring. I'm back hitting the bags, punching the mits, working on form, and lots of stretching. I'm even starting to really like this Brazillian Ju Jitsu stuff. The more flexible I get, the more I like it.

This morning I went to the regular Doctor. He said I should be ready to go back to full contact in another week or two, and he also told me that I'm not too old to continue on. Then being a wise guy, he told me, "Remember, when you get tired, don't drop your right!"

365 Days of Compassion

I kind of like my routines. Every Saturday and Sunday I get up early and take Rex, the dog also know as my Training Partner, to the Aptos Dog Park. We usually walk a couple of miles, look at the bunny rabbits then head to Starbucks. I then pick up a couple of non-fat hot chocolates, then head home. Once home, Rex and I climb back on the bed, wake Kelly up and read the newspapers, both the San Jose paper and the Santa Cruz paper. Last Sunday was no exception.

I climbed up on the bed, gave Kelly her hot chocolate, and tore into the newspapers. While reading the San Jose paper, I came across a full page advertisement. I usually don't give those kinds of ads a second look, but something about this one caught my eye.

The headline read "365 Days of Compassion - A Challenge." The ad started out talking about what a difficult year 2009 had been. It acknowledged that everyone hopes for a new beginning along with the new year, but recognizes that it doesn't come automatically. It goes on to say that for change to happen, we must all work at it. It then issues the "Challenge."

The "Challenge" is for everyone to do good, to show compassion for others, and to help each other out, everyday, for the next 365 days. It suggests donating some clothes, buying someone a cup of coffee, or even sending money to the Haiti relief effort. The "Challenge" isn't about changing the world overnight. It is about small steps, taken daily, that become part of our life. The "Challenge" is about making compassion a habit and individual responsibility.

This ad was cool for a lot of reasons. I really like the idea of individual responsibility, and I really like the idea of making compassion a habit. The coolest part was the ad wasn't by some religious group, a corporate entity, a political organization, or even a social services provider. The ad was placed by a group called Engine Company One.

I did a little research on this mysterious organization. In the ad, they called themselves "People who believe in attempting the improbable, pursuing the implausible, and maybe someday, with your help, resolving the unsolvable." I looked up Engine Company One and it turns out they are a design group based in an old firehouse in San Francisco. The group asks people to make a pledge to show compassion everyday for the next year, and to share their experiences on Twitter @365compassion. There is no paperwork, no cost, and no formal anything. Just people asking people to try and make the world a better place.

Well the ad kind of got me. I shared it with my wife, and we both agreed that we would join the program. We are trying to make the world a better place, and we would like to ask you to join us in this experiment. Just think what we can accomplish if we all take even small steps.

New Year, New Workout!

Well it's time. It's a new year and time for a new workout.

Ever since last summer, when I came home from fight camp, I've been looking for a new fight gym. I wanted to find a place where I could train in stand-up kickboxing or muay thai. I wasn't so concerned about working on my Brazilian Ju-Jitsu. What I really wanted, was to punch stuff really hard, burn lots of calories, and sweat. Oh yea, and it had to work with early evening classes, to work with my job and regular life.

One day while taking my training partner, Rex the dog, for a run, I noticed one of my neighbors, Louis, getting out of his car. The dude had a shaved head, and a really bad cauliflower ear. He was wearing a pair of Combat Sports brand shorts and carrying an Everlast gym bag. We said "Hi", did the guy head nod thing and kept running.

Over the next few days and weeks we would see each other in the neighborhood and say "Hi." One day we ran by and Louis was in his garage with the big door up. He was working a heavy bag. We stopped to talk, and I asked him if he went to a fight gym in the area. He told me no, but he does go to a Kick-Boxing facility run by his cousin. He told me where it was, and invited me to come out.

The next day, I hit the facility. I met Luis's cousin. I introduced myself, and his first comment was "I want you to know, that this is a gang neutral facility." "OK" I replied. I then thought to myself..... I'm a 50 year old white guy. What kind of gang affiliation does he think I'm sporting? Does he think because I'm Italian that I'm Mafioso? Well the other students started to roll in. There was about 25 Junior High kids, Louis, myself and one other adult. The other adult was a biker, a lot shorter than me and a whole lot heavier. I instantly sized him up as my probable training partner.

The biker introduced himself to me, noticed my Harley shirt and asked what I rode. I told him I rode a 1979 Shovel Head (Harley Davidson), when it ran. We talked about old bikes and then he gave me the laugh of the day. He said "You're going to really like it here. You know all those punk kids that walk real slow crossing the street and they make you wait for ever? Well here you get to beat them up."

Well most of class was spent with the Coach trying to get all those kids to pay attention. We never got to hit anything. We just did some drills and shadow boxed. The class was probably good for them, but not so good for me.If we were ever going to hit stuff, I really don't want to punch on some 120 pound kid. So I thanked everyone and continued my search.

I found lots of schools and classes, but could never find the right set-up at the right times. Then last week I hit the jackpot. I found a great new facility, less than 2 miles from my home. They have stand-up kick-boxing Monday through Thursday evenings, from 5 to 6:15 and the Brazilian Ju-Jitsu from 6:30-8. On Friday they have a conditioning class from 6-7:30. The class is small, and the instructors patient. I though this might be the perfect place for me.

I went for the first time, and had a blast. I had a great workout, and was completely exhausted when we were done. The next day I could barely get out of bed. This was so cool. The next Monday I decided to join. My wife Kelly told me "You really need to increase your flexibility. You should start doing Yoga with me." "Uhhhh yeah, ok" I replied, not really expecting to have to follow through.

After work, I headed to the gym. When I got there, it was just me and the instructor from the previous kids class. Now this guy might be 6' tall and about 170 pounds. He can't be over 25. I'm 6'5" and about 240. This guy is trying to get ready for some amateur fight. So he wants to work out hard with me. I'm game for anything. After having a wire stuck in your eyeball (that's another long story, ending at Stanford hospital but with a happy ending) you know that nothing can ever hurt that bad again. After doing our warm-up, push-ups, and stretches, we did 3, 5 minute rounds of full speed, all out pummeling. This guy had great technique, but I was able to do pretty well just with my size and strength. This is a real tiring workout. About the time we got done, some other students showed up and we did some drills and exercises. We got to hit the bags and we sweat a lot. Then I headed for home.

I walked in the door, and Kelly had two yoga mats out in front of the TV. Some new wave music and a cheesy yoga DVD was in the player. Oh crap, I wasn't expecting to have to do this. I was already tired and sore but I had told her that I would do it with her.

I took a protein recovery shake and took my position on a mat. I think of myself as being in pretty good shape. Actually, I think of myself in outstanding shape. I lift weights, I do cardio, I walk. I do lots of exercise everyday. I had a body composition analysis that showed I had 8.6% body fat. I should be able to do a little stretching with my wife. Was I in for a surprise!

The workout started with some positions for stretching. They all have weird names, and they even call them poses. What kind of guy does Yoga? My body just doesn't bend that way. I hung in there and tried throughout the entire disk. Some of the stretches I could do, but I felt every single one of them. They hurt. As we were working through all of these near impossible stretches I noticed that my wife was doing great. With all of my workouts, nothing prepared me for Yoga.

I don't know what it was, but as soon as I started doing the stretches, I became quite gaseous. I mean every stretch pushed air right out of me. It was bad. It was so nasty, I could not imagine doing it in a formal class. I would have to be one of those deniers. You know one of those people on the cardio machines at the gym who let loose, then look around and try and make it look like they didn't do it.

As the disc ended, I told my wife to check out my next pose. I called it the lazy facing doggie, and I climbed up on the couch, next to Rex. As I started to relax, I realized that the Yoga must have helped. I wasn't near as sore as I expected. When I got up in the morning, I could definitely feel muscles that had been stretched, but I felt pretty good. Maybe there is something to it. I think it will give me some very needed flexibility in my MMA training. The worst that could happen would be I exercised for half an hour with my wife.

I wouldn't say it was fun, but I think it was beneficial. I definitely have a new found respect for Yoga practitioners. I'm planning on continuing to do the yoga with my wife as part of my new workout for the new year. You might also want to try it, but if not, at least try out the new pose. You know, the lazy facing doggie.

Finally - It's Here!

Hi All - Welcome Back - In case you hadn't noticed, I've been missing for awhile. I have been so busy that this year we didn't even get out our famous Holiday Newsletter. The holidays came and went, and we didn't even put up a Christmas Tree. It's not that I'm turning into Ebenezer Scrooge, it's just that I've been totally involved in getting my new business up and running.

Once I had Gastric Bypass surgery I quickly realized that there was a severe lack of vitamins and supplements available to suit the real needs of WLS Patients. Once I got into better shape, I also realized that the vitamins and supplements that were marketed to serious athletes were also lacking. All those expensive vitamins and supplements contained impurities and lots and lots of sugar. The worst part was their is no FDA monitoring of vitamins.

In this blog, I mentioned my experiences with a guy they call the Blood Doc (See blog entries from August 17th through 31st, 2009). The Blood Doc taught me the importance of high quality supplements, using pharmaceutical grade products, and monitoring your body. After working with him, I decided to help share my knowledge with other Weight Loss Surgery Patients and with other Serious Athletes. To make this happen, I've started GetSeriousNutrition.com

GetSeriousNutrition.com is an on-line vitamin and supplement store. It is just me and my computer trying to spread the word and provide great products. That means personalized service. When you e-mail a question, you will be guaranteed a personal reply.

One of the lines we are selling is called XCAP (Xtreme Couture Athletic Pharmaceuticals). The XCAP line is all pharmaceutical grade with the healthiest forms of nutrients. We carry their complete line, and all at 10% off list price. The best recovery shake ever is made with their 4ever greens, mixed with their whey protein. Within 20 minutes, you feel better.

Other products we carry are geared more towards WLS paitents. To meet their needs, we are carrying a couple of different protein sources. My favorite are the Protein Shots. They provide 25 grams of protein in less than 3 ounces and with 0 grams of fat, 0 grams of carbs and only 100 calories.

Now that the business is up and running, I'm hoping to get back into a regular blogging pattern. The FixingRick blog is really fun for me, and is almost like therapy. I guess that is why it's called Fixing Rick. :-)

Well thanks for listening. I hope you check out GetSeriousNutrition.com and if you have any questions, just drop me an e-mail.

Walk it off.......

When you are a kid, how often did you hear the phrase "Walk it off?" It seems like every time a kid got hurt, either a teacher, a parent, or a coach would use that phrase. It was intended to make you not focus on the pain. The idea was to get your mind back to a good place, so that you could move on. Not bad advice back then, and maybe not so bad now.

Before my Weight Loss Surgery (WLS), when I was over 400 pounds, walking sucked. I couldn't do it. One of the most basic things in life. I just couldn't do it. I was forced to walk with a cane. I was carrying so much weight, just walking a couple of blocks would make my back hurt, my knees hurt, and my feet hurt. I couldn't even stand up straight. I was going in for steroid injections into my back 3-4 times per year. Take it from me, this is not a good way to live.

After WLS one of the things they recommend is that you start walking right away. In preparation, I adopted my first training partner, Rex, the American Bulldog, to aid in my walking quest. He would keep me company while we walked circles around the big meadow at the Dog Park. Our first couple of adventures were kind of sad. I could barely make it once around the half mile loop. Rex wanted to run and play. He would run ahead, then run back to make sure I was still breathing, then run ahead again. Slowly I got stronger and skinnier. Soon walking 2 or 3 miles with the dog was no big deal. Eventually we got to where I will even take him out for a run, however it all started with a small walk.

Most loyal readers to this blog know that I work for the Human Services Department of the County of Santa Cruz. I'm classified as a Systems Analyst, which means I spend most of my days sitting in front of my computer. Luckily, I work with a bunch of people who like to exercise. I know, not what you would expect since most of them are computer folks as well. They had a group that would go for a walk at morning break time, and then for a second walk at the afternoon break time. I decided to join this group.

The morning walk is a 1.64 mile round trip. It starts at our building, winds through the County Complex on Emeline and up the hill. It is a steep hill. For the longest time, I couldn't make the trip. I could only go part way up before I had to turn around and crawl back to work. I got to where I can now do it easily, but the grade is so steep that it still gets the old heart a pumping.

The afternoon walk is a 1.8 mile round trip through the surrounding neighborhood. It is a little longer than the morning walk, but since it is completely flat, not near as challenging. We used to do a shorter afternoon walk until one day the Big Boss went with us. She showed us a different route and ever since, we go for the longer one. I mean if the Boss takes us, it must be ok. :-)

Recently I've added a lunch time walk. At lunch, one of my buddies and I do the afternoon walk as well. Sometimes we even do a double lap. That means that on a normal day of walking, morning, lunch and afternoon, we log 5.24 miles and if we pull a double, we log 7.04 miles while at work. Not bad before going to the gym.

I've gotten into this walking thing into a big way. Between walking at work, running the dog, using the elliptical machine at the gym and walking with Kelly, I did over 245 miles in the month of October, 191 miles in September, and 231 miles in August. All that walking has to burn off some major calories.

So remember, after a big Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, get up and "Walk it off!"

Pulling the Trigger

Well I did it. I've finally decided to pull the trigger and open an on-line vitamin and supplement store. Sometime in the near future, I'll be up and running with GetSeriousNutrition.com. I've purchased the domain and I'm currently developing the website.

Ever since I started blogging about my experience with the Blood Doc and my switch to higher quality supplements, I've had many people seek my advice. Especially people who have also had gastric by-pass surgery. You see once you have that kind of surgery, your body is permanently altered. You can no longer absorb natural vitamins and minerals. By-pass patients have to supplement their diets for the rest of their life. Finding quality vitamins and supplements that work, and are tolerable for weight loss surgery patients is not easy. Well, I'm going to change that.

I'm hoping to have my site up and running sometime in December. I'll keep you informed! :-)

Quick Catch Up

Hi All - I guess it is time for a quick catch up on everything.

My appointment with the Endocrinologist to review my MRI was rescheduled to the 15th. I met with her yesterday and she explained about the Pituitary Gland. Mine looks pretty good. The elevated hormone count is common among Gastric By-Pass patients but nobody knows why. She then told me she wanted to run another test.

For this next test, she gave me an injection to stimulate the Adrenal Gland, had me wait for an hour, then check my blood again. Afterward, I was extremely tired and took a nap for a couple of hours. Well the results from that test came back this morning, and the results were great.

My doc is convinced that I have sleep apnea, so she ordered a self monitored sleep test. This means that today I get to go to the Sleep Center. I meet with a technician who is going to teach me how to wire myself up to a bunch of equipment, so I can monitor my sleep tonight. I then take the machine back to him on Friday. He will download the data and analyze it. I then have a consult with the Sleep Guy in November. I guess business is good for sleep disorders.

I also tried to talk with her about the cyst that was identified in my sinus, but she said that wasn't her specialty, and referred me out to an ENT guy. I go for a consult with him before I head over to the Sleep Center.

So that pretty much explains why I haven't been updating my blog. I'm hoping to start feeling better get back into it. I've got upcoming updates on my Training Partner from Extreme Couture, the new season of Biggest Loser, and on a new fight gym I visited in Watsonville. Stay Tuned! :-)

The New Stuff

So after the consult with the Blood Doc, I went to see the Endocrinologist. She ordered the tests and reviewed what supplements and vitamins I planned to take. I assured her that the Blood Doc was not encouraging me to take any kind of Human Growth Hormones. She ordered me a new battery of tests, and I was on my way.

All of my tests came back great, except one. The test called "Insulin-Like Growth Factor1" came back with an elevated count. I repeated the test, and again the count came back elevated, and with a higher number than the first time. It turns out this test monitors something put out by the pituitary gland. An elevated score usually indicates that something, (like a tumor) is pushing on the pituitary gland causing it to shoot this stuff into your system. Some of the symptoms are fatigue, sore joints, achy muscles and headaches. I have all those symptoms and have been getting increasingly more headaches.

So I'm now scheduled to get an MRI and to check if I do indeed have a tumor on the pituitary gland. The good thing is that they are almost always benign, and can be treated with radiation. The Endocrinologist says that my other tests were too good to be anything cancerous. I guess it was a good thing the Blood Doc told me to get some extra tests!

While waiting for the MRI, I've now started taking my new vitamins and supplements. I can not explain how well my new recovery shake works. I used to take protein and glutamine after my work-outs. I felt that it helped in my recovery, but it is nothing compared to my new stuff. The new stuff consists of Whey Isolate (protein), Glutamine, and 4 Ever Greens. Wow! The protein even dissolves well and tastes good. The 4 Ever greens smells and tastes like lawn clippings, but it actually dissolves pretty well also. Within 20 minutes of taking the shake, I'm actually feeling better. I'm not quite so sore and my energy level quickly begins to return. I think I'm going to like the new stuff.

The MRI is scheduled for tomorrow, so stay tuned for the results!

Consulting the Blood Doc - Part 1

When I returned home from the MMA Training Camp at Xtreme Coutrure, I was sore and tired. I thought it was the result of intense workouts, the heat of Las Vegas, and the depressing thought of going back to work. Time moved on. I started back up with my workouts. I remained tired and just kind of accepted that as part of getting older. Than the worst possible thing happened. No it wasn't the loss of my job, it wasn't my wife Kelly kicking me to the curb, and it wasn't some bad medical diagnosis. It was worse.

For the last couple of years, my daughter Tammy and I have been playing racquetball, about once a week. It's always been fun and a great workout. Fun, because my daughter is very athletic (she runs triathlons) and even more fun because I've never lost. The game is always a great workout because the game forces you to basically run intervals for an hour. Then it happened. The game was no longer fun. Tammy beat me. Not once, but twice. She beat me two games out of two games. OK, it was still fun, but extremely humbling, and being my daughter, of course she just had to rub it in. I had to listen about how old I was getting, and how my glory days were over. To top it all off, Tammy hit me with the ball and I had a huge welt on my back! This was not good.

While I was mulling this over, I was surfing the web. I read a story about some guy called "The Blood Doc." The story talked about how this guy worked with many pro fighters and other pro athletes. The article went on about how this guy works with these pro athletes in helping them to dial in their nutrition. It also talked about how he analyzed their blood tests and sculpted their nutrition to improve their blood tests and their overall athletic performance. I guess he is kind of a behind the scenes superstar in the UFC. Now here is the catcher, the article talked about how he was able to tune your body, through nutrition, to the point where your athletic performance was not reflective of your age. This was starting to sound good. Then it dawned on me. Hey, I know this guy. I met him at Training Camp, and he had invited me to call him or e-mail him with any questions.

When you have gastric by-pass surgery, your body changes quite a bit. You no longer have a normal digestive track. Your body does not absorb things the same as it once did. As a result, people who have the surgery are forced to take supplemental vitamins and minerals for the rest of their lives. About 6 months after surgery, post-op patients are subjected to a complete series of blood tests. The tests are repeated at the 1 year mark, then again annually for the rest of your life. These tests check all kinds of stuff, and depending on the results, you adjust your supplements. Kind of a pain, but a very small price to pay to get your life back. I had my blood work done in March. Things were all in a great range, but I thought why not send them to the Blood Doc?

I converted about 5 pages of blood work into a pdf document. I then sent them, along with an e-mail to the Blood Doc. I re-introduced myself and told him my concerns, and I gave him a list of the current supplements that I currently take. I really didn't expect a response, and was really surprised when I received an e-mail saying "Give me a call and we can talk about it."

Here is my current list of supplements:

• Fish Oil 1200 mg capsules - I take 5 in the morning and 5 in the evening.
• Calcium Citrate 500 mg tabs - I take 2 in the morning and 2 in the evening.
• Super B Complex - I take 2 in the morning and 2 in the evening.
• Vitamin B12 100 mcg sub-lingual - I take 1 in morning and 1 in the evening.
• Flinstones plus Iron - I take 2 in the morning and 2 in the evening.
• Glutamine - I take 5 in the morning and 10 after my workout in the afternoon.
  

As soon as I got that e-mail response, I jumped on it. I called the Blood Doc. I ended up talking to the guy for about an hour and a half. In the next installment, I'll tell you what he told me, and what steps I'm taking now. Stay Tuned! :-)

Meeting The Blood Doc

We all have secret dreams. You know, those little feelings that you are almost afraid to think about. Everybody has them. When you are obese, many of these dreams are about loosing weight, about having better mobility or just being more active. I know when I was obese, those were my dreams. After my surgery, I began working with Aaron as my Personal Trainer.


Aaron's dream was to become a professional cage fighter. He was training hard at a local academy, eating right, and working out. He had even some amateur fights and was teaching some MMA classes. Aaron was progressing well. He was also working on becoming a certified Personal Trainer, and I was his first fitness client.

Aaron worked me hard. He taught me many things about nutrition, and about getting back into shape. I packed on muscle, and increased my cardio. While all this was happening, Aaron became a fully certified Personal Trainer. He took a great job in Palo Alto at the Equinox Fitness Club. That was great for Aaron, but at the same time, it was kind of sad for me. I was extremely happy for Aaron, I mean he deserved this more than anyone, but I was worried about me. Could I still get in shape? Could I still loose and maintain a healthy weight and lifestyle?

The answer was a resounding YES. I was able to leverage the tools that Aaron had taught me, and as I continued to loose weight and build muscle, I had a new dream.

My dream was to be a cage fighter. Don't laugh. This was my secret inner thought. My dream was to get a pro, semi-pro, or even an amateur fight before I turned 50. I knew that I wasn't going to be on TV, headlining at the Mandalay Bay Hotel, or even at The Hard Rock, but I figured there was something out there for me. There are lots of smaller organizations, and lots of Indian Casino's hosting fights.

I increased my workouts. I pushed my strength training and my cardio. I read everything on cage fighting and studied the shows on TV. Then I received a great birthday present. For my upcoming 50th birthday, my wife, Kelly, sent me to a 3 day, professional cage fighter training camp in Las Vegas. The camp was at Extreme Couture and featured some of the best instructors in the world. (See my posts on this blog from June 14th, June 23rd, June 24th, and June 26th).

While I was checking in to the Camp, the receptionist said I should "talk to John over there, about nutrition and the new XCAP line, oh and by the way, here is a sample of one of the new products"

I went over and introduced myself to "John." I explained that I used to weigh over 400 pounds and that because of my surgery, my absorption rate is much different than most people. He totally understood and said that I really need to watch my vitamin and mineral intake. He then explained a little about the product, O2 Plus+. The product is a "Methyl Donor" and is used for increasing endurance. He then gave me a business card, and told me to call or e-mail him with any questions. I didn't think much about it. I tried the sample and went on to the workout. Little did I realize, that guy was the "Blood Doc." (That's him in the picture)

In my next installment, I'll talk about my consultation with the Blood Doc. Stay Tuned! :-)