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Twins to my rescue

image It occurred to me a while ago that my love for CrossFit has turned into downright snobbery. I looked at the ratio of CrossFitters to regular laymen in my life. Needless to say, the laymen friend circle has significantly dwindled in recent months. It’s quite possibly a two-way street. I relate easily to CrossFitters, but laymen might simply find us obnoxious. As much as we say we try to avoid talking about CrossFit away from CrossFit, conversations always seem include elements of our tribe’s jargon. Turns out my close friend, who bravely tagged along with a group of CrossFitters the other night, was slightly confused at different times in the evening. “Fuck, this steak is tough. I’m rhabdo-ing my jaw.” “Just chew it in Tabata intervals.” We laughed. She didn’t. Not even a smirk. But the shameless snobbery aspect of CrossFit really kicks into high gear when it comes to dating. Everyone has just started looking decrepit. I sit there with a regular layman on the other side the table. He's seems like a great guy, but all I'm thinking is, 'You probably can't deadlift twice your bodyweight. It’s doubtful you can do a muscle up." (I think my chances of finding a man just got smaller at that moment). Getting to my point. I had a moment a few weeks ago where I realized I take this stuff way too seriously. CrossFit makes me feel in control. If I work hard, I’ll constantly improve, I’ll keep hitting personal bests, and somehow I’ll become a better person because of this. Ok, I said I was getting to the point and I am: Cam and Kieran McConnell, two of our school’s ultimate players and best athletes, competed at their very first CrossFit competition in Victoria. And as I watched Vancouver's sexiest twins at the Taranis Challenge, I realized that we have so very little control. It sounds fatalistic, but I kind of believe that there’s only so much we can do. Sure, work hard to improve. Eat well, sleep well, but at the end of the day, genetics sort of decide your fate. The twins came 57th and 58th in Taranis. Their scores are so close, and this can only be explained by their identical genes. The rest of the CrossFit pyramid – nutrition, metabolic conditioning, gymnastics, weightlifting, and sports, as well as the other aspects of their lives like work, stress, and girls, presumably haven’t been identical. What I know about the twins: - Cam has been CrossFitting one year longer than Kieran. - They don’t eat lunch and dinner together every night. - I don’t imagine they sleep in the same bed. - I’m sure their stress levels differ. - Cam went to Waterloo; Kieran was hardened at McGill. - Enough said. But there we were watching them in the last workout of the Taranis Challenge. Two men who have lived separate lives leading up to this moment. A barbell in front of each man. Girl in stands says, “There are two of them. Jesus, this is too good to be true.” Kieran in a lane behind Cam. Cam’s back to Kieran. 3, 2, 1 – Go. Deadlift one, deadlift two, deadlift three. They move together. Deadflift 4, 5, 6, still in sync. From deadlifts, to power cleans, to squat clean and jerks – moving together throughout the entire workout, like a wave. Two minutes into the workout, Kieran whips his shirt off. Less than 10 seconds later, Cam, clueless his twin is now topless behind him, follows suit. They continue. Shirtless. Together. Happy girls looking on, doing double takes. Together. Until the final squat clean and jerk of the WOD. Genetics. image The point of this can be interpreted two ways. One, we could choose to say, ‘Fuck it, our genetics are the defining factor of how good any of us can become, so what’s the point?’ But for me, what this did was give me a healthy perspective. I’ve had so much more fun with CrossFit lately. Sure, I will challenge and push myself as much as I can, appreciating the smaller personal bests along the way. But realizing that I don’t have as much control as I thought I did helps me remember not to take the actual WODs too seriously. Although, I wholeheartedly believe that the CrossFit lifestyle is something we can take seriously – the people, the community, the laughs, the pure joy of personal victory. Thanks Cam and Kieran for showing me what I already knew was true in the first place. I knew it was true, but it took watching it being lived out, by shirtless male athletes, for me to really see. What does this mean? It means I might even be ready now to give the layman across the table – the one who can’t deadlift twice his bodyweight - a second date! Then again, that might be pushing it.