Never Say Never

When we moved to Greensboro, NC fifteen years ago I made two good friends both whom happened to be childless dog lovers who paid more attention to their dogs than some people do their children. Without knowing it, they got me thinking about people whose pets seemingly substitute for children. I tried to understand, but couldn’t. Moreover, I didn’t think I’d ever understand how anyone could care so deeply for an animal.

Now, after three years of life with Marleyboy, I’m starting to understand. As a fellow cyclist said a while ago, “Someday I hope to be the person my dog thinks I am.” Most every time I walk in the door, he’s overjoyed to see me, especially if I’m sweaty.  His friends never call, he protects us from the evil monsters (or squirrels and birds) lurking in the woods behind our house, and he spares me the cool, often wet slog to retrieve the morning paper.  I could go on and on, but the point is, I’ve become one of those “dog people” that used to leave me scratching my head.

This conversion makes me wonder what other changes might occur through still unforeseen life experiences.  For example, mountain climbing is fairly popular in the Pacific Northwest, yet despite liking the outdoors and being athletic, I have zero interest in it.  But what I’ve learned is I should word that differently.  At present, I’m uninterested in mountain climbing.  Put differently, there’s a chance I could give it a try, be surprised by how much I like it, and become a mountain climber.

It seems to me if we’re open to new experiences we’re bound to change which is preferable to prematurely ruling out certain thought processes and activities. 

Merry Christmas to Me?

Merry Christmas to me?

2012 London Games

Dear International Olympic Committee President Jacques Rogge:

Congrats on a successful Olympics.  Like most everyone, I enjoyed watching them.  I’m writing to offer my services for making the 2012 marathon an even more interesting event for spectators watching on television around the world.  

The problem with conventional marathon coverage is there’s no frame of reference for viewers to truly appreciate how fast the men and women are running. When the men reel off 4:45 mile after mile it only looks kinda fast.  

If you can find it within your budget to pay my expenses I’m willing to come run a part of the marathon at my normal 7:45 per mile pace. I will wear a white t-shirt with 7:45 on the front and back in large black block letters. I have several friends, some slower, some faster, who are willing to give up a week of their summer to provide this service as well.  

My idea is to sprinkle recreational runners throughout the course so that viewers have a frame of reference for how fast the pace is.  When the lead pack passes me running 3 minutes per mile faster, I will spin like a top, which viewers, no doubt, will get a kick out of.

I don’t need to stay in the athlete’s village, any five-star hotel will suffice.  And I doubt that you’re aware of this, but flying coach is getting more and more challenging.  Oh and I’m hoping to play the Old Course at St. Andrews sometime during the week.

Looking forward to hearing from you.

Sincerely,

Ron

The New Necessities

I’m now officially on the bandwagon of people writing about people’s struggles with debt.  One straight shooting commentator recently summarized the problem this way: We’re buying things we can’t afford.  But that insight begs the question why?  Here are the most commonly offered answers:

• credit is too widely available 

• financial illiteracy

• ubiquitous internet access makes on-line shopping a continuous temptation 

• a lack of personal discipline more generally

Here are a few additional reasons that are not an important enough part of the debt discussion:

• a lack of meaningful community and an associated spiritual longing 

• partners with different spending habits and different levels of commitment to saving and investing

• increasing expectations that things like a high speed internet connection, eating out weekly, a cell phone, and cable television are necessities of middle class life

In what follows, I zero in on the last two bulleted points.  

No matter how large my blog readership grows, I will not considerable myself successful until I get my wife to read it more regularly.  Maybe the next sentence will help.

I probably don’t tell her it enough, but for a lot of reasons, I love L.  

Like every married couple, we have our issues and our moments. Vague enough? Issues and moments are inevitable when two imperfect people pursue intimacy. Nonetheless, there are some things we’re amazingly in sync about.  For example, our parenting instincts are extremely similar.  We explicitly respect and trust one another’s parenting.  We also share a deep desire to live more simply which a story from last week illustrates.

Last week A and J were camping with friends so we had fun spoiling Marley and practicing being emptynesters.  Thursday night’s plan was to go out to dinner. But after going out to lunch with a colleague at work and then attending an afternoon meeting that was catered, I didn’t feel like going to another restaurant.  Most women (or men) anticipating a nice dinner out would not switch gears too gracefully.  

So it was with some trepidation I suggested an alternative, “Instead of going out to eat, do you want to throw a simple picnic together and bike to Priest Point Park?” Not only did she say “sure” but she meant it.  No big deal.  What a blessing.  After cutting some honeydew, tossing some tortilla chips and sandwiches into a backpack, we were off.  We washed it down with. . . water in water bottles.  

It wasn’t fine dining, but it was a nice experience.  We got a little exercise in and we had an uninterrupted conversation surrounded by towering pines and the Puget Sound.  

The vast majority of personal finance discussions revolve around increasing one’s income and far fewer challenge people to reduce their monthly expenses.  Overtime, the middle class has grown accustomed to eating out and to high speed internet at home, cell phones, and cable television among other things.    

It’s interesting to run the numbers for just those items.  Weekly dinner out for a family of four at an inexpensive restaurant with water, $60 x 4 =$240/month; high speed internet at home, $45/month; family cell phone plan, $100/month?; cable television, $45/month.  That’s approximately $330/month  or $3,960/year and then let’s round up since we’ll need at least $40 to drive to dinner 52 times.  So every household needs approximately $4,000 for what might be referred to as new necessities.    

We are products of our environments.  No man or woman is an island unto themselves, meaning we tend to follow examples set by our family, neighbors, and friends.  It’s difficult to swim upstream and live simply and save when there’s so much momentum for mindless consumption and spending.  

I feel very fortunate to still be swimming upstream with the person I fell in love with 23 years ago.

The Games of the XXIX Olympiad 1

I’m a bit conflicted about the Olympics.  That shouldn’t come as a surprise to regular readers since that’s true about nearly everything.  I can’t help but wonder who is on the juice, the rampant country swapping makes it less compelling, and then there’s the nationalism (we’re superior because our athletes are better?) and incessant commercials.  Then again, I’m a sports junkie so I do my best to suppress those thoughts, mute the commercials, and embrace the competition and drama. 

I admit to being a bit nostalgic for when amateurs predominated, but despite the recent changes, the Olympics are still pretty cool.  People from all over the globe getting to know one another while competing, not fighting.

Hodgepodge of thoughts from week one:

• Second lowest point.  When Fox News interviewed some general following the lowest point, the tragic murder-suicide on day one.  Fox News “journalist”:  Should Americans be fearful?  Should they be concerned for their safety?  Should they take precautions?  American General:  Absolutely, yada, yada, yada.  Unbelievable unfounded fear-mongering.  In essence he was suggesting that any Americans that dared visit China were unsafe and that similar attacks could easily happen at any time to other visitors.  I couldn’t help but wonder if he had ever spent any time in China.  I’ve spent months walking and cycling through major Chinese cities by myself and have never felt unsafe.  That tragedy was the result of a disturbed person.  It was a random act of violence and that general (and Fox News by extension) is an embarrassment.

• I dig the cycling path along the rowing venue.  The Chinese are racing to abandon their bikes for motorcycles and cars, but I think those cyclist add a nice traditional touch to the rowing events.

• I double dig the marathon rallies in women’s badminton.

 The women’s road race looped around the Great Wall at Badaling.  When I hiked up to the Great Wall at Badaling Lionel Ritchie music was being piped in through cheap speakers tied to tree branches.  Nothing personal LR, but that definitely took away from the experience.

• Michael Phelps.  Genetic advantages (size of feet-superior dolphin kick, lung capacity-can stay underwater longer, wing span) plus a world class work ethic plus mental toughness plus excellent coaching/preparation.  The world records are the result of the suit, which apparently save .5 seconds per 60.  He beat Spitz by 12 seconds in the 200 free!  The key question for me, that I haven’t heard anyone else raise, is will his success lead to an upsurge in the number of young competitive swimmers in the U.S., ala Frank Shorter and running in the 70’s.  Hope so, it’s a great sport.  Other Phelps question, where will he end up among countries in the medal count?  I read he earns $5m/year right now from sponsors, but that’s expected to jump to $30m/year.  I predict school children will be writing reports about Phelps 100 years from now.  

• Chinese gymnasts, average height 4’9”, average weight 77lbs.  Those are some short, light, young looking 16 year olds.

• Disappointed with the lack of cultural teaching and learning.  Missed opportunity it seems.  I thought the commentary during the opening ceremonies was good (except for the bizarre “note the precision of their hands even when working at McDonalds or Starbucks”), but among many others, there are two important themes that have been slighted.  1) The two Chinas, the urban, wealthier, eastern portion of the country that makes up about 25% of the total and the rural, poorer, western portion that makes up about 75% of the total.  The first China tends to get 90% of the coverage.  2) The incredible population density in the eastern portion of the country where the Olympics are taking place.

• When is golf going to be added?  If there’s not room there’s always synchronized swimming.

• Usain Bolt. . . clean?  I said I’m TRYING to suppress cynical thoughts like that.

Youth Sports Mania 5

Last in a series.

A letter I might send young athletes and their families if I was a youth coach.

Dear Families and Athletes:

I’m looking forward to the upcoming season and the opportunity it will provide to get to know each of you better. I’m writing to share a few core beliefs that shape my approach to practicing, competing, and youth sports more generally. I’m interested in your ideas and invite you to share them with me as well.

I believe athletic excellence is a means to several important ends, not an end in itself. In ten or twenty years, few if any people will remember our won-loss record this season or who had the most points. In my coaching I take a broader view and continually ask myself: how can the ways we practice, interact, and compete help you become healthier, happier, more self-confident 22 and 32 year-olds?

Even though I do not intend on focusing narrowly on our won-loss record, we will practice with purpose and compete hard. I believe a commitment to athletic excellence serves several purposes. For instance, it will help you develop a positive work ethic, which will pay dividends in school, at work, and in your personal lives.

Also, as we practice with purpose and compete hard, your skills we improve; as a result, you’ll enjoy the activity even more and develop greater self-confidence that will spill over into other areas of your life. Among other benefits, self confidence can serve as a powerful check on negative peer pressure.

Also, as adolescents and young adults, you’ll routinely work in small groups in school, in the workplace, and in your personal lives. This season will provide important lessons on how to positively contribute to group goals, how to persevere and problem solve when the going gets tough, and how to share responsibility for both positive and negative outcomes.

Additionally, everyone who commits to athletic excellence eventually learns that there’s some team that is better than them. This reality teaches humility and compassion for those competitors who fall short of their goals, sensibilities that will help you become more caring adolescents and young adults.

Lastly, I want you to have so much fun this season you pester your parents to sign you up again next season. I want to help you become good friends and develop positive attitudes towards our sport and exercise more generally. More broadly, I want to plant the seeds of a life-long commitment to fitness.

So I’m taking the long-view, focusing on the forest that is the next ten to twenty years rather than the trees that are winning any particular game, a league championship, or a state title. I’m hopeful that you’ll learn to compete and you’ll experience athletic success this season, but even more importantly, you’ll take a few more steps towards becoming hard working, self-confident, caring young adults who are healthy, happy, and dedicated to making your communities better places.

Sincerely,

Coach Byrnes

Notes from a Wedding

The fam and I went to a former students wedding near Portland recently.  It was one of the first times we’ve spent an extended period of time together since returning from Europe and we had fun.  

• A and J chose to spend five hours in a Honda Civic with their parents in order to attend the wedding of a person they didn’t know which was further confirmation there’s a scary strong link between females and weddings.  

• The fam clearly dug the artistic way I used my water bottle as a microphone and the Mick Jagger-like way I rocked the beat while doing 70 m.p.h. on the I-5.  Akon and Ron.  Of course it’s hard to truly cut loose when the fifteen year old with the learner’s permit is reciting traffic regulations from memory every fifteen minutes.

• I learned J wants to get married outside in a garden.  When I started to guess possible suitors, she shot me a scathing look and explained to her mom, “His record so far (at keeping secrets) isn’t good.”  At present, A has bohemian sensibilities, and would like to get married in a older, rustic church, ala the one in Mama Mia.  I see flowers in her hair and lots of henna.  

• While sitting at the reception waiting for the gun to go off for the race to the front of the buffet line, I came up with a brilliant new approach to wedding gifting that creates an incentive for couples to stay together.  At the wedding I give the happy couple a card that has the following note in it: “In lieu of a gift, I have invested what I would have spent on your gift, $100, into a 10 year certificate of deposit.  If you two lovebirds are still married in 2018, I will cash in the CD, buy you a gift for the new total, and mail it to you a few days before your tenth wedding anniversary.”  Half of you were leaning towards thinking I’m psycho, now there’s no doubt.  The other half is thinking, “Dang, I’m going to do that, but I’m investing in a 20 year certificate of deposit.”  It’s that second group and I that are going to slow the divorce rate.

• The bride, my former student, grew up in the church where the service was held and the priest had been at the church for a long time, yet in the homily there wasn’t a single reference to her younger years or to how the bride and groom met, nuthin’.  Just some references to some cartoons, the importance of a sense of humor, and I present you. . .  Me thinketh the priest went to the file cabinet and pulled the “Marriage Cermony” folder.  Critiquing priests is admittedly risky business, but I have done at least as much thinking about religious leadership as I have youth sports, so I feel another series brewing.  So, after a final youth sports series post, beware the religious leadership post or possibly, if I’m not struck down during a freak lightening storm, the religious leadership series.

Youth Sports Mania 4

Record number of views last week.  Note to self. . . more imaginary press conferences.  Thanks for reading.

I ended “Youth Sports Mania 3” with this question:  what would happen if the adults didn’t organize children’s leagues, didn’t unfurl their lawn chairs on the sidelines of their games, didn’t watch their every move twice a week, and didn’t affirm their every effort?  This run-on question begs a more succinct and important one that too few ask and even fewer openly discuss: what are the purposes of youth sports? 

If I were Youth Sports Czar, I’d ask every youth coach to share their philosophy of youth sports with their athlete’s families.  And ideally, the families would have thought through their own philosophies and before each season, coaches, families, and athletes would discuss their respective philosophies and assess whether the “fit” provides a sufficient foundation for growth.

Often coaches, families, and children are pursuing different objectives.  When this happens, athletes’ motivation wanes, coaches get frustrated with the lack of effort, and little is accomplished.

For adolescents especially, parents and coaches should listen to what they want to get out of their participation in sports.  Before each season, coaches should work with their athletes to establish a few achievable team goals.  Within a framework of agreed upon team goals, each teammate should commit to a few achievable individual goals.  Ideally, a team would only meet its collective goals if a majority of the team meets their individual goals. 

Also, if the team goals are truly the result of listening to the athletes, the athletes should be less dependent upon a charismatic coach for motivation because they’ll push one another to improve.

Most coaches are knowledgeable technicians; as a result, they focus on teaching proper technique.  Fewer are expert listeners and highly skilled at individual and group communication.  That’s probably why they shy away from the exact kind of goal setting processes or shared decision-making that I’m advocating.

RAMROD Press Conference Transcript

Thank you for joining us.  We’re honored to have Ron Byrnes with us, the 39th place finisher in today’s 25th RAMROD.  Question one.

Phil Legget, Versus:  Ron, impressive performance given your underwhelming preparation.  Any truth to the rumor you were ridin’ dirty? 

Ron:  Thanks Phil, I think, for the compliment.  It’s true, I did not shower before the ride, but I did shower Wednesday morning, so no I was not ridin’ dirty.

Follow up:  Do you foresee a day when Le Tour will adopt RAMROD’s approach of having a start window of two hours?  I hate to be a wet towel, but you started early in the window, at 5:10-5:15, thus assuring you a higher place than those who started at 5:45, 6 or even 7.

Ron:  Yes, I expect Le Tour to take a long, hard look at RAMROD’s approach which penalizes those who sleep in, spend too much time at the breakfast buffet or in front of the mirror. 

Dan Patrick, Sports Illustrated: What was it like riding without your team?  Did you miss T and D out there?

Ron:  Definitely, although D blew by me in a group early on and I latched on.  He took a nature break at 33, but the coach was in my ear telling me to continue to roll.  His exact words were, “This is your only chance to ride in front of D the rest of the day.”  D and I pulled into the 55 mile rest stop about the same time.  That’s when the real work began and I didn’t see him again until the finish.  I’m proud of his 9th place finish despite riding large sections all by himself.  T is another story altogether.  He got a better offer, to ride with the President in Peloton One.  I can’t blame him.  Ron, President, Ron, President?

Follow up:  But President Bush?  Come on.

Ron:  Dan, you ride with the President you have, not the President you wish you had.

David Gaffen, Wall Street Journal:  Any validity to the RAMROD effect?

Ron:  Yeah, it’s true, on the last Thursday of July, as we go up, the market goes down.  Expensive ride.      

Bob Roll, Versus:  Funniest moment of the day?

Ron:  I was climbing Paradise with Fred from Bend when we came upon CAMROD (Croquet Around Mount Rainier in One Day), the notorious croquet player who sets wickets on the mountain and plays on the shoulder.  I said, “Hey CAMROD, go get em’.”  To which he replied, “You go get em’, pause, searching for perfect nickname, Sparky!”  Love it.  I’ve had a lot of nicknames, Rhode Island Red, HD (Heavy Duty), Rook (Rookie), but Sparky conjurs up youthfulness, fire, and dogs, or maybe doggedness.  So I’ve got that going for me.

Follow up:  Dumb thing of the day?  

Ron:  Looking right at the turn signals on the street at mile 13, the ones that pointed hard left, then watching 10 or so other riders continue straight, and deciding to follow them until we all realized we were riding away from Mount Rainer.  Of course, D only rode 149, I rode 152.  So I’ve got that going for me.

Christina Amanpour, CNN:  If world leaders wore more lycra would they feel sexier?  And if they felt sexier would they be more prone to promote love?

Ron:  Yes.

Paul Sherwin, Versus:  What were the keys to not completely sucking it up out there today? 

Ron:  Three things.  First, my RAMROD training program.  Paul:  You mean last Thursdays long solo effort?  Yes.  Second, the unusually cool temps, mid to high 40’s all through the morning and never much more than 60 all day.  And third, resolving to never push so hard I’d hear Phil shout, “Byrnes is in trouble, the elastic has snapped.”

Youth Sports Mania 3

Third in a series.  I acknowledge that I’m generalizing, focusing on the 51% of parent, coach, and youth sport activity that I believe constitutes mania.  There are lots of parents who sit mostly in silence and show excellent sportsmanship on the sidelines, cheering excellent play, irrespective of the color of the jerseys.  The same parents praise their children’s effort whether they fill up the stat sheet or not and offer them constructive criticism in a private, caring way.  And there are excellent coaches who focus on the forest that is their athletes’ long-term health and development.

But too often it seems, those coaches and parents seem to be overshadowed by the coaches and parents that become unhinged by single-minded competitiveness.  I’m not sure why I have let those coaches and parents ruffle my feathers so much. 

The end result of the ruffling is that for all practical purposes I have opted out of youth sports.  To L’s dismay at times, I’ve chosen not to coach, I have purposely not pushed my daughters, and I watch their games passively, alienated from the most anxious and vocal parents. 

Yes, I have considered that I’m too analytical, that I should just chill, and go along to get along, but I accept that I often think about things differently.

Youth sports, like the arts, like schooling, like religious youth groups, have so much potential for good, but too often, coaches and parents focus too exclusively on winning and squander that potential.  When children take the field, too many parents think of them as extensions of themselves.  If their kid plays poorly it reflects negatively on them; if they excel, it reflects positively on them.

Sure, it’s possible I overcompensated, but that’s water under the bridge.  Maybe I should have had higher expectations and worked with A and J one-on-one more.  If I had, maybe they would have experienced even more success and enjoyed playing even more.  I guess I was waiting for them to take the initiative to practice by themselves or with friends outside of the schedules predetermined by adults, or to ask me for help, or both.

Outside of school, my friends and I played all the time without having to because we wanted to.  Rain, snow, searing heat, the setting sun, nothing stopped us.  We’d work on our putting and jump shots under a flood light and the rain meant after school football would be that much more fun.  I routinely played 9 or 18 holes of golf by myself.  If my daughters are representative of today’s generation of young athletes, they play when they’re told to, which begs the question, do they play mostly as a result of adult expectations?  And would the youngest athletes have even more fun if left to their own devices?

Richard Williams, father of Venus and Serena Williams, is an odd bird, but he did something as a tennis coach of his young daugthers that I think was brilliant.  Once a year he’d take their racquets and hide them in a closest in their Compton, CA house to see how they’d react.  He’d do this as a check on whether they were developing an intrinsic love of the game.  Apparently, they’d take one day off and then begin tearing the house apart on day two. 

What percentage of our young athletes is developing a genuine fondness for their activities of choice?  What would happen if the adults didn’t organize their leagues, didn’t unfurl their lawn chairs on the sidelines of their games, didn’t watch their every move two nights a week, and didn’t affirm their every effort?  

Unhinged Update

Got home from work early Thursday so I decided to move my RAMROD test ride up.  I thought I’d sleep better with the work done rather than with the work looming.  100.7 miles, 2,680′ of climbing (not enough), 5:50 total time, 5:39 elapsed*, 17.8 mph, not fast, but very steady.  Spirits flagged in the mid 50’s to low 60’s, same time someone passed me, so I probably turned it up just a little bit.  Recovered shortly thereafter and really felt quite good through the end.  I should have done more climbing, but then I wouldn’t have just beat the sun.  

We have really excellent riding around here.  Besides two quick stops to refill my water bottles, I hit ONE traffic light.  It was a beautiful ride, a long protected wooded trail, farmland, forests, rivers, deer and lots of other animals, and the sun setting behind the Olympic Mountains and the Puget Sound.  At different times throughout the ride, snow-covered Mount Rainier would pop up in the distance, taunting me, saying, “Come on girlyman, bring it!”  

I got a little emotional down the stretch because I was really taken by the beauty of the Puget Sound, the sun, and the State Capital and I was so appreciative of my small town and especially my health.  I was also proud of my effort.  I had a feeling I could stretch out a ride like that and it felt great to confirm that.  

With a mile to go, with the wind at my back, I got cocky, mentally slipped up, and said to myself, “Bring on the mountain!”  That’s crazy talk.  Now that I’m a veteran of two rides, I can offer RAMROD rule one, respect the mountain.

* Yes, Friday’s 102.8 mile stage of the Tour de France was won in a time of 3:37:09, but you have to add one hour for drafting and one for the PEDs (performance enhancing drugs).