Archive for February, 2011

“I didn’t come to Roll, I came to Bang!”

Posted in Athletes, Competition on February 27, 2011 by oldcountrystrong

This Sunday is a special night in the Filer family, its Oscar night. And to pass the time before the telecast, I decided to sit down have a glass of chocolate milk and watch the NFL combine. During this moment of sloth, Z called me to see if I had any ideas for a post. We both agreed on an inspirational post and I went back to my NFL fix. And of all a sudden they flashed from RBs to the bench press test. I smiled after watching what transpired and I told Z the post was getting changed because you know why…

“Sometimes the Universe provides, Z”

Stephen Paea is from Oregon State University and boy am I glad to see him no longer wrecking the Huskies offensive line. Stephen tore his menicsus in the Senior Bowl practices this year and he was not sure if he was going to come to the combine  and work out or wait his knee to heal and show his skills off at the OSU pro day. Stephen decided to not come and weigh in and do interviews, he decided to come kick ass and take names. While I don’t like to give Beavers too much credit too often, I got two words, GET SOME!

Posted by Nickay

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“You can Be my Wingman any Day…”

Posted in Guerrilla Lifting on February 22, 2011 by oldcountrystrong

“At least I know half way in I’ll have finished my first marathon.”

That’s what my PAL Scotty said to me when he was getting ready for the White River 50 mile Ultra Marathon. Scotty is the Club’s go to guy for running advice. He’s currently out furthering his career with the USMC, so needless to say we miss the little fucker. Don’t let a sub 7 Helen, 28 rounds of Cindy, or the fact that he’s a level two Endurance Coach fool ya. Scotty is a guerilla. It’s why we get along so well, don’t believe me…

I can’t tell you how many times Scotty has gotten me to man up in my training. Scotty was the one that got me back on track for sectionals last year. We’ve sprinted hills and cried out “SPARTA” more times than I can remember on the prowler. He is one of the best training partners I’ve ever had, but more than anything Scotty is my Pal.

Posted by: Z

“It takes brass balls to sell real estate”

Posted in Articles on February 20, 2011 by oldcountrystrong

Recently we have been discussing animals and their Old Country symbolism. The Old Country Strong mascot is the gorilla, strong and prone to fight T-Rexs while defending Naomi Watts. The bull has also been provided as another “power animal”, again strong and with a massive yoke. But I feel that we are doing ourselves a disservice. Like the proud people who first lived here in the Pacific Northwest, why chose one animal when rather we could have a totem consisting of several animals to represent Old Country Strong and the attributes we strive to embody. So far we have focused on strength but that is not enough sometimes, no sometimes you need that set of brass balls to look that ugly mug in the face and say “Go ahead take your best shot, I can take it”. And with that I present to you the Honey Badger.

Now many of you are saying, what the hell is a Honey Badger? I myself spent many a day  as a young lad reading National Geographic and more nights watching Nature specials with my family and I never heard of this animal until recently. How I never heard shocks me. The Honey Badger does not know fear, it literally was named by the Guiness Book of World Records as the Most Fearless Animal on the planet. Don’t believe me, sometimes pictures or a sweet ass video clip tells more than words could ever do.

These things are 30 pounds of badassery. You see how this  oversized skunk looking critter roams the savannah, with a little jog. How can you get away with that while lions and hyenas and cheetahs out there? Because no one else wants to mess with them.

Oh there’s a lion, get the HELL OUT MY FACE!!!

Oh there is a cobra in that tree, you know how I feel about cobras, FUCK COBRAS!!! That tree ain’t going to save you.

My favorite though is the final confrontation. The Honey Badger decided to not only punk a puff adder for it’s dinner but when that was not enough decided to eat the fracking snake. And after being pumped full of venom which would kill any normal creature the badger rises from the grave and does what??? Continue to eat the snake that had almost just killed it! I mean how do you kill this guy? Not with spears or arrows, their hide is too thick. You need a club to bludgeon them to death or a rifle. Other wise that Honey Badger is gonna look you straight in the eyes and tell you to GFY!!!

Posted by: Nickay

“Them bulls don’t really wanna hurt ya, they just wanna buck ya off and get on with their business.”

Posted in Articles on February 17, 2011 by oldcountrystrong

I’m not quite sure what spurred the thought, but one day Z and I were talking and I asked him what other animal could be used as an Old Country mascot. He was speechless because of course there is nothing better than a Gorilla, I mean the club already has established Silverbacks  and there are constantly gorillas throwing hay on the platforms, so why wasn’t I content with just a Gorilla? To be honest I think I wanted something that wasn’t on every other strength site I came across so I was on a mission to find another animal that to me was Old Country Strong.

Ok so maybe the answer is obvious, and for those of you who know me probably saw this one coming, but it didn’t hit me until a couple of weeks ago when I was home alone on a Sunday night. The country girl comes out in me from time to time (hence the name 8 seconds) and I was watching PBR on Versus, and no Blake that doesn’t stand for Pabst Blue Ribbon, this girls PBR is the Professional Bull Riding circuit. So I’m watching bull rider after bull rider get bucked off and all of the sudden I switched my view from the cowboys getting bucked off to the beasts that were doing the bucking. That was is it, this was the beast I had been searching for. Okay Roo, get the point right? Sure you guys probably think I chose a Bull because I grew up rodeoing, although I do admit some bias feelings, let us take a look at the professional bucking bull wins my vote for the next Old Country Strong animal.

Ok I could bore you and go in to a bunch of physics, but I don’t think that is all necessary if you watched the video and look at these pictures. The most impressive part about these animals is that they are professional athletes and unlike human professional athletes or even their animal counterparts (rodeo horses, racing dogs, race horses etc…) bucking bulls don’t train hours on end. Once proven to be worthy of the title “Bucking Bull” when the bulls aren’t on the road competing they are kept out in the pastures of their owners ranch and stay in shape by roaming around and chasing cows. That’s it; these bulls are capable of such athletic feats and they don’t do much to be able to do so.

Just a Little Bit About the Sport

How is a bull scored? The bull is scored based on his performance and how difficult he is to ride. A judge will look for the combination of speed , power, drop in the front and kick in the back end (how vertical the bull can get), directions changed and body rolls (when a bull is in the air and he either kicks his hind feet or all four feet to the side).

How is a bull discovered? Genetics is huge in the world of bull riding so a lot of times the best bulls come from the best of the past. A bull must however prove himself as a young buck in the bucking shoots of his owner before giving the chance to move on to the arena. Typically taking place around 2 years of age the young bulls will be loaded into shoots with a contraption on their back that will release and fall off when the bull has bucked hard enough, if the bull even shows the desire to buck that is. This then teaches the bull that if they buck hard enough the nuisance on their back will shortly fall off. Once a bull has proven himself with this method he’ll usually have to prove himself with amateur riders that use these bulls in hopes to get themselves better for the big stage that they are aspiring to. If the bull makes the cut here he’ll typically move on to smaller rodeos and maybe even someday be a part of the Professional Bull Riding Circuit.

How Much Does a Professional Bull Make? A bull can make his contractor up to $4,000 per out (each time a bull is ridden). If a bull wins the coveted title of Bull of the Year the bull may win anywhere from $50,000 to $100,000.

Let’s take a closer look at one particular bull


Bushwacker: Current #1 Bull in the PBR

Stats:

Weight: 1500lbs

Born: 2005

Buckoff Percent: 100%

Average Buckoff Time: 2.83 seconds

Overall, not that it’s up for debate my vote for something that is Old Country that isn’t a human or a gorilla is a professional bucking bull. Based purely on his athletic ability, a mix of strength, agility, power and speed I believe a bucking bull is hard to beat as far as something, I think we all would consider, as Old Country Strong.

Posted by: Roo

“I do Two things, Drive Trucks and Break Arms…”

Posted in Guerrilla Lifting on February 15, 2011 by oldcountrystrong

How do the boys at Crossfit North Vancouver get down on Caliber workouts when they don’t have a Prowler?

Get Some…

Posted by: Z

“If you Can’t Squat to Johnny Cash you ain’t Shit…”

Posted in Articles on February 13, 2011 by oldcountrystrong

Sometimes going to something as simple as a Social D concert can remind  you why you work as hard as you do. Hearing  them sing “Ring of Fire” makes every thing right in the world.

What’s your favorite Cash Song…

Posted by: Z

Memoires of a Silverback: My time at OCBC

Posted in Articles on February 10, 2011 by Swole Patrol

“Hey fucker.”

I can remember the day I walked into the gym and uttered those words to Zach nearly 2 years ago. I was coming in to start working out after an extended break from exercising, I had previously trained with Z at another location and liked him enough to sign up for more. I didn’t know that I would find a best friend, a family away from home, a safe haven for mind, body, and spirit, and start a new chapter in my life that has been unforgettable.

With Z’s training and help from everybody I’ve done things in the gym I never thought possible:
Squatted over 500 lbs
Front squatted 425, nearly my college back squat max
Cleaned 300 lbs
Benched over 350 lbs
Pressed 225 lbs over head
Climbed a rope again
Worked until I nearly passed out and puked

Those are all the physical things I’ve done, but the magic of this group isn’t in the physical, its in the people. I’ve blown out my knee and come back stronger than before, I’ve had pain in my personal life and leaned heavily on members of the club, I’ve had professional set back and embarrassment and had club members pick me back up. No matter what happened the club never wavered in showing me unconditional acceptance. People should be so lucky to have a group of folks like that.

I’d say I wasn’t complete when I first came here, through shared misery in the gym and shared joy outside the gym, I think I have healed from what was ailing me. I found something I was missing since I left college athletics behind. I found people who don’t judge, who genuinely want the best from each other, I found what I consider to be love. I love this club, I love the people, and I love what we stand for.

I’ll be pursuing other athletic avenues but I’m sure I’ll see everybody from time to time, I know we’ll share some drinks and Tom Foolery. Friends are a reflection of character and with you as my friends my character must be strong as an oak. Mainly I want to say thank you, thank you for helping me when I couldn’t fully help myself.

Next time your under the bar or pushing a weight and you feel yourself going down, there is gonna be a little Silverback on your shoulder yelling in your ear “get up! You son of a bitch, cause Johnny loves ya.” I’m off to a different jungle now, but I’ll throw some OCBC hay when I get there.

Posted by: Johnny