Standing at the airport Jarrod asks me “Is that Tim Ferris behind you?” – I turn around and was shocked to see him sitting there on his computer. We went over and introduced ourselves and chatted for a few mins. Tims book ‘The Four Hour Workweek” is one of the books that I can confidently say changed my life. For anyone who hasn’t read it I strongly recommend picking up a copy. Despite what the title says its not about only working four hours a week and it’s not just for people who run their own businesses. It’s simply a bunch of strategies that you can apply to your life to free up more time for yourself and for the things that you love while still accomplishing your mission critical tasks. I loved the book so much that I bought the audiobook and still listen to it regularly.
I told him how much I loved it and how I’ve implemented a lot of his principles into my own life.
What I thought of later (hindsight being 20:20) is that I wouldn’t have even had the opportunity to be taking a vacation to Maui had I not read his book. Pretty fuckin cool to meet a guy who is in some way responsible for me going on a trip when we never even met. I can only hope that someday I can pay it forward by inspiring others to do the same.
sunsets, mai-tais, my friend james, driving, BASE jumping, waterfalls, blunts, 30 year old men, nude old people, early nights, camping, more driving, waves, bare feet, house boats, tattoos, gainers, and lots of staring at amazing scenery.
Thats basically what my life consisted of over the past week. Ate A LOT of shit food, drove everywhere, and pretty much had zero responsibilities other than staying alive. Sounds amazing but I’m def happy to be back home and back into my ‘routine’. It’s hard to even say that I have a routine as it changes weekly depending on what I am doing. I feel like I have truly created a life I don’t need to escape from and majority of the time I am very grateful for things as they are.
Maui is a really cool place. Prob the most beautiful I’ve been to so far on my travels. The climate there is crazy. It can be pissing rain and look like the worst day of the year and then you drive for 20mins and its the nicest day of the year.
As I may have mentioned we (myself and Jarrod) went for a little business/mostly pleasure. We visited pretty much every CrossFit gym on the island and spoke with the owners/coaches. Our intent was to see if there was any market over there to possibly open another location but the end result was that its pretty saturated as it is. You could say the same for Boston, or any major city in America at this point but Maui is a small place and it def doesn’t have as much opportunity as over here on the mainland.
The highlight of the trip for me was jumping off my first Building! What a fuckin rush. I honestly can’t put it into words the battles I have gone through physically and mentally since starting jumping earlier this year. I’m blown away at how welcoming the BASE community is as a whole as well. I spent the last 4 months trying to arrange a jump while out in Hawaii and the stars lined up perfectly and managed to pull it off.
I’m not going to say where, when, or what time this jump took place. I’ll just say that the entire experience felt like pulling off a bank robbery only we did not steal anything, break anything, disturb anyone, or leave any trace. It was a true Bond mission. I was nervous as usual for the build up to the jump but it all went off really smooth.
This was my first building but it was way less stressful than jumping a tower or cliff. I think the exposure while climbing hundreds of feet and having to take breaks really builds up things in your head and while on a cliff edge things are intensified even more. Once your in the stairwell of a building you simply walk up the stairs and jump. Nothing to it right
The journey of pushing my limits and never becoming complacent is never ending.
The Fear will never go away as long as I continue to grow.
I have no more travel plans for the rest of the year which is a nice change of pace but I may sneak off for a weekend somewhere at some point. I’ve been away every month this year for a min of 4 days except for Jan (was recovering from foot surgery). I set a goal of doing just that last year and I’m psyched I was able to pull it off. I’ll most likely post a year in review end of next month detailing it a little more but next year ever I’ll no doubt be upgrading it again and continuing my mission of creating my life exactly how I want it to be.
Lots going on over the past couple weeks.
I’ve started writing a couple of ebooks on the topics of Lifestyle, Nutrition, and Fitness. Planning on releasing them all gradually over the coming weeks and months so stay tuned for that.
It’s really cool to be in a position where people value what I have to say and actually take advice from me on particular topics – namely fitness and nutrition. It’s a humbling feeling as I’m almost 10 years into doing this professionally and I still feel like I’m only scratching the surface of what I can learn and apply to my life.
I’ve also started a little blog series on Skydivemag.com – check out my first post here
We had our CRAIC Halloween party last week following our annual fundraiser -Barbells for Boobs which raises money to fight breast cancer. Awesome event as usual.
The workout for the event is always Grace which consists of 30 Clean & Jerks @135lbs for time. I somehow managed to get 2:18 which shocked me. My best ever is 1:59 which I did back in 2011 – video here.
I really haven’t been doing much CrossFit recently because of injuries and lack of wanting to go to that dark place which is why I was pleasantly surprised with 2:18. Nice to know that I can still get after it when I need to.
Dressed up as a zombie with Sara – awesome idea and looked awesome even if I do say so myself.
Crazy trippy jump recently.
This was my 3rd total solo. I had planned to go somewhere else but the weather changed last min as is often the case with BASE jumping so I went to this one.
I got to the site and the fear hit the pit of my stomach like crazy. Looking up at the tower all I wanted to do was turn around and go back to my wife in bed. The head games I play with myself are crazy. I honestly trick myself into it most of the time. I decided I would get my gear and just walk up to the landing area to see what it looked like but not have any pressure on myself. Next thing you know I’m at the foot of the tower telling myself I’ll just climb 100′ to see what the wind is doing, and next thing I know I’m standing on the edge at the top. I don’t know why but I was more scared on this one than a lot of previous jumps.
The jump itself went perfect. Opened on heading and flew right to the landing area and sunk it in. After landing I got a crazy rush through my body and dry heaved a couple times. I thought I was going to puke everywhere but luckily didn’t. Grabbed up my shit, and the glow sticks I had thrown in the LZ (#leavenotrace) and I was out of there. Jump no.73 in the books and fuck me was it an adventure. Every single jump is a crazy accomplishment and totally different even if you have jumped the object before.
Doing this shit alone gives me an amazing sense of accomplishment. Even thinking back on it I don’t actually believe I did it.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fully explain to anyone why I do it. The fear is almost paralyzing but the desire to continue is greater than the desire to quit and until that changes I don’t see myself slowing down.
On Friday morning I’m going to Maui for a week! Aloha Bitches. Headed there with my boy Jarrod for a little business/pleasure. One of my buddies from High School lives there so it’s going to be cool to see him AND I just got hooked up with a local jumper in Oahu so hopefully I’ll be able to jump my first building while there.
Gota say I am loving life at the moment. It’s full of ups and downs but I’ve created it that way and I have no plans on stopping anytime soon.
Heres a little cliff jump for your entertainment. This was my first jump back after my hospital visit so I was a little freaked out but had to get back in the saddle.
#dowhatyoulove #makeshithappen #feelthefear #ownyourlife
Back from Bridge Day! I briefly mentioned in my previous post that I was headed to West Virgina for this event.
It’s an annual event thats been going on for many years and they open up the bridge to myself and my crazy friends to jump off it for a few hours.
The weekend was awesome. I got to hang out with my buddies that I hadn’t seen for a few months and got to exchange some stories about what we’ve been doing that we shouldn’t have been and all that.
Considering I was coming back from a foot injury I was a lot more nervous than usual. The morning of the event I had my usual mental battle consisting of me trying to talk myself out of it and eventually giving in. I honestly don’t know why I put myself through the stress of it hahaha.
I built up the courage to do one jump. I had been telling everyone for months that I was planning on doing my first gainer at the event so I stuck to my word and managed to pull it off! It felt fucking amazing and of course after the adrenaline wore off I was hungry for more but I managed to restrain myself. Now that I have successfully done my first flip its just opened up another door for me to start exploring beyond.
October is my Anniversary month for a few things.
1- October 6th – I’ve now been living in America for 5 years.
Before I moved here I had no idea what was in store for me. I took a chance on a girl I was in love with, worked hard, and one thing lead to another. At this point in time I can’t imagine living anywhere else. I love it here.
2 – October 10th – My gym has now been open for 4 years.
To say owning a business has it’s ups and downs would be an understatement. It’s been the most rewarding, challenging, frustrating, fulfilling thing I’ve ever done. The people I’ve met, the challenges I’ve overcome, and personal growth I have achieved is priceless. I can only hope that the next 4 years bring me as much opportunity to continue growing.
This was one of the first photos ever at CRAIC Dedham.
3- October 16th – 5 years married
Last on the list but by far the most important. Meeting Sara in New Zealand was the catalyst that has lead to life as I know it. I wouldn’t be in America, no business, no BASE jumping, none of it would have happened had we not crossed paths and began our journey together. Its crazy to think of all the people I interact with on a daily basis and all the relationships that have been formed as a result of CRAIC opening and how it all began just because Sara and I are together.
I love my wife dearly and I make sure she always knows that. We live an extremely privileged life and we are only getting started.
I’m off to west Virginia today for Bridge Day which is an annual BASE jumping event. I’m recovering from a foot injury at the moment so fingers crossed I’ll actually be able to jump.
details to follow.
The past couple weeks have been a roller coaster in every sense. Days were pretty well balanced between boredom and terror. Hanging around packing parachutes, drinking, listening to music, followed by standing on cliff edges questioning everything in my life became common routine for me. I tested myself over and over again and was once again humbled knowing that I will never fully concur fear as long as I continue to push myself.
In 17 days I made 26 jumps – 21 from bridges, 4 from cliffs, and 1 from an object classified as ‘Other’
The trip was split over 3 courses
Fundamentals – Students learn about their equipment and make their first jumps.
Object Avoidance – Students practice avoidance drills at the bridge to mimic malfunctions and practice reaction speed.
Object Evaluation – Students learn how to evaluate jump sites and conditions, and go out and jump from new objects.
I was an assistant instructor on the first course and an attendee on the other two. I had a great time showing the 1′st timers how to pack and was surprised that I was able to answer a lot of their questions. You really don’t know how much you know about a particular subject until people ask you and you are able to answer. Having said that I still consider myself a total noob. I’m still trying to figure out the wind directions for the objects I jump at home pretty frequently.
I would love to have the opportunity to be apart of Tom’s team again but only time will tell.
There were lots of ups and downs over the couple weeks. The biggest down was me getting my first ambulance ride. Jump #60 for me and was a pretty standard jump – exit the bridge, deploy after 2 secs, fly a 180 pattern and land into the wind. On my final turn I came in too steep and impacted the ground really hard. I lay on the ground not moving for a good couple minutes in disbelief that I had not broken anything. I hurt my knee, low back, ribs, and shoulder, but it all felt like it was muscular and nothing serious. One of my friends jumping with me was conveniently an E.R. doctor so he checked me over and confirmed I wasn’t seriously hurt. I managed to get up (eventually) and walk away but a few mins later I started getting dizzy and woke up with everyone around me asking me questions like ‘ whats your name, what month is it, where are you etc?’ – That turned into an ambulance ride and a few hours of tests all which came back clear.
I was mad at myself for making the mistake of turning in too steep as it was a pretty basic mistake but I’m grateful that I was mostly uninjured and learned a lot from the experience. Key take away is that you must be 100% on your shit from the moment you leave the edge till the moment you are back on the ground. It’s easy to forgot how dangerous this shit is sometimes, especially when jumping something relatively safe like the bridge.
I accepted a long time ago that if I pursued BASE in any capacity that I will get hurt every so often so this didn’t scare me away or anything. It’s just part of it. In general people accept support and challenge in the pursuit of their goals and this is no different. I was back jumping after a day n and a half and although I was quite timid I managed to keep up with everyone else in the group.
I backed out of two jumps – one from an antenna that I got hurt on the last time I was there and on a building that was just too sketchy for me. When I was climbing the ladder to the roof I was having visions of me being back in hospital and I just didn’t feel confident in my ability to pull it off without being hurt. Out of the 4 guys who did jump one of them messed up his foot pretty bad and the other 3 pounded in really hard so I was happy I sat out. I’m starting to get to the point where I am comfortable not going on certain jumps if it doesn’t feel right which gives me some level of peace. In the beginning I was kinda like a sheep just following the more experienced guys but I guess my own experience is shaping my own judgement.
I met some really cool people on this trip and had some great laughs. When I first started BASE back in March a guy told me ‘BASE jumping isn’t about BASE jumping’ and although the activity itself is a very spiritual and personal one for me I’m starting to love the human connection aspect of it. Sharing those intense moments with people is something very special and I look forward to many more trips like this in the near future.