CAPSTRONG.COM: Stayin' Young With Strongman Trainin', Ocean Swimmin', Wing-Tsun-Kung-Fu-in', Wearin' Shorts in the Winterin' and Zen Philosophisin'. Yeah BABY! CAPSTRONG.COM.
Welcome to CAP's SHS Strongman Training
If you want to come down and flip tires with the "old man"... do so at your own risk, I am not your mommies (even if I am prettier than some of them). If I tell you to scram--do so. We all help each other and WE ALL CLEAN UP. Bring water and an indomitable will. Check the blog 1 hour before you come down if there is foul weather or just in case--stuff happens. Subscribe by email or blog-reader to get updates (so I don't get 50 texts everyday). And, P.S. Meditate...It is the true Strongman Training.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
Tao Sam'ich
While others are discussing the Superbowl today. I found myself in need of a more spiritual tack. Modern football gives my mouth a bit of a melange taste. I miss Randy White. So here's some Tao. Good luck. From the book: The Religions of the East by Edward Rice. Two excerpts without interpretation. I figured you needed to work for it a bit (and we all know I don't know what the hell I am talking about, anyway). And the final quote, which I put in the middle, is right from the big cheese: Lao Tzu. I put it in the center because it is the meat in my life's sam'ich. (Well that and my wife and my Zen pickles.) (Okay just added a bit more meat to the sam'ich...so shoot me. It's now a Tao Italian Combo....read on).
1. On an excursion to Red Lake and the K'un-lun mountains, the Emperor lost his black pearl while gazing south to the place from which he had come and to which he would return. He asked Wisdom to find it, without success. And then in turn, he asked Keen Vision and Skilled Debater, neither of whom could find the pearl. Then the Yellow Ancestor requested Nothing (literally, Nothing-seeming) to search, and Nothing found it. "Strange indeed," said the Ancestor, "that Nothing was able to find it.
2. “He who controls others may be powerful, but he who has mastered himself is mightier still.”
2.5 The Tao abides in non-action,
Yet nothing is left undone.
If kings and lords observed this,
The ten thousand things would develop naturally.
If they still desired to act,
They would return to the simplicity of formless substance.
Without form there is no desire.
Without desire there is tranquillity.
In this way all things would be at peace.
3. The philosophers confused themselves about joy and anger, deceived themselves about stupidity and wisdom, criticized themselves about good and evil, and maligned themselves about falsehood and truth, the world began to decline. Excellence in all it's grandeur lost it's equality, and life itself slipped away. The world grew fond of know-how, and the people sought to exhaust it. Axes and saws served as laws, plumb lines determined death, awls and chisels formed judgements. The world went straight to pieces.
(Lao Tzu would have liked the simplicity and naturalness of flippin' tires...him and that Babe-the Blue-Ox he rode. Takes a Strongman to ride an ox, man.)
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Heroes, True Heroes (Tales of Shu-Shu and Shi-Shi)
I was speaking with my student and friend, Ezra in class about the question I wanted to ask President Obama, and he too said with a start: "Yeah...who are our American Heroes now?" This discussion, as do all one's of importance, got me reading some of my favorite books in search of...insight, inspiration what have you and I stumbled across this in "Hey I'm Eating That!" by Shu-Shu and Shi-Shi: the fat bodhisattva and his giant husky friend from ancient China:
Shi-Shi to Shu-Shu after Shu-Shu saved a wine merchant's shipment from floating away downstream...but then demanded it as a reward in return for his good deed.
Shi-Shi to Shu-Shu after Shu-Shu saved a wine merchant's shipment from floating away downstream...but then demanded it as a reward in return for his good deed.
"Listen up, fat man! Heroes, true heroes, are supposed to be the-the-the helping hand you never know is there. They-they sacrifice with no (sniff) expectation of reciprocation, no robes with their picture, no scroll deals, no warm fuzzy glow. (sniff-sniff) True heroes usually die poor and alone but don't care because their cause was their reward...and...are you listening to me? (sniff-sniff-sniff) What the hell is burning?"
"Yeah, yeah, t-shirt and three picture deal. I'm in...just hold that thought, mutt. --Hey! I'll put that fire out for you dumpling maker...if you'll give me the cart in return!"
"Whut the--? Are those matches behind your back? Get back here, blimpy!"
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
The Question I Asked President Obama on Yahoo Answers
Here is what I submitted to ask President Obama on Yahoo Answers:
"As a boy growing up in the 70's and 80's, most of us wanted to be Thurman Munson or Roger Staubach; american atheletes who still just played for the love of the game--but all of us, even if secretly, even the girls, dreamed of becoming our best of the best--we all wanted to be NASA astronauts and take to the stars. Now, skip ahead to 2012 when most professional athelets only play for a bigger check, and all of us expected to be living on the moon, even mars, and clearly we are not... My question Mr. President is: with the heart-breaking loss of the shuttle program and no clear replacement in site, who is left for our children to aspire to as 21st century citizens of the United States? Who will now fire the furnace of their imagination and give them reasons to soar? All they are left with is: make money or else you will be part of the 99%. So, President Obama, who are our American heroes now?"
Monday, January 23, 2012
Grendel...His Meaning of Life.
From Grendel by John Gardner: (The book tells Beowulf through the monster's eyes...I can relate.)
I can relate looking quite the monster myself as of late. Though I am a pretty monster living in a tree. And I like the bumpy things that I bump off of...they are my friends, my wife, my breath, my life. Bumpiddy-bumpiddy-bump. And of course none of it may be real...including me! What fun! What a Zen epiphany!
I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears. I understood that, finally and absolutely, I alone exist. All the rest, I saw, is merely what pushes me, or what I push against, blindly—as blindly as all that is not myself pushes back. I create the whole universe, blink by blink. --An ugly god pitifully dying in a tree!Poor Grendel. Even monster's feel the heavy hand of Quantum reality.
I can relate looking quite the monster myself as of late. Though I am a pretty monster living in a tree. And I like the bumpy things that I bump off of...they are my friends, my wife, my breath, my life. Bumpiddy-bumpiddy-bump. And of course none of it may be real...including me! What fun! What a Zen epiphany!
When the Body is Wounded...the Soul has a Chance to Soar
One of my favorite "non-Shu-Shu" quotes:
It has been a loooong road, but I'm back at the beach with my girl. Wearing shorts in the snow and a bit hairier-er. My beard led Mark (my brother-in-law) to call this photo of me "The Lion in Winter". My favorite movie of all time so it was very fitting. But a looong road. Blowing out your lower extremities and then being sliced open and having pig parts inserted (when you haven't eaten pig in 20 years because I made a choice to set some ambiguous moral compass choice to define my ability to refuse something tasty and be strong no matter what, etc.) anyway...pig parts put in does weird and taxing things to the body--even MY body. This has left my mind to find it's voice again--to cry out for me to create something or start some new endeavor, maybe take over a smallish third-world nation! I love that that voice is still there. When I was young it was more massive than my back and arms (heh) if you can believe that. It still lives. Just not sure what to do with it anymore but it lives and I am exited to see where my ancient wings fly me to. Or better yet, where I take them. Maybe to just better savor what I have now. But still...new adventure
(Again, without Susanne (my breath)...this whole experience...Thank you baby.)
"Life in every breath, every cup of tea".Another classic "non-Shi-Shi" quote:
"One door closes, another opens."Cap-ism: "A Good Day Always Comes with a Price
"You're happy, smiling and then one door hits you in the junk, you bend over to pick up your junk... and another door smashes you in the nose...you drop face first in a pile of crap but find a diamond ring Donald Trump's dog ate last week. Good day always comes with a price. So? Suck it up!"
![]() |
| heh-fitting :) though I usually wear a bathing suit |
(Again, without Susanne (my breath)...this whole experience...Thank you baby.)
Friday, January 13, 2012
Persistence and Perseverance article by Sid Luckman of EFTS
Persistence and Perseverance. by Sid Luckman of the ELITEFTS guys. It's funny how this article reads exactly as if I or Jones or Hoc or any of the big weightroom friends of mine had written it. Easily if all these questions were put to one of us the answers would be the same. Great article to motivate. Check it out and stay STRONG!
Cap
(Click HERE or other hotspots for article)
Cap
(Click HERE or other hotspots for article)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)








