
January 10, 2012
Palm Coast, Florida

My baby is slightly smaller than the period at the end of this sentence.
I just received my pair of Reebok CrossFit Nanos . Having been lucky enough to snatch up one of the first thousand pairs made available to the public, I feel obligated to share my thoughts on these sweet new CrossFit kicks.
A bit of background information: I’ve been CrossFitting since late 2007. I’m 30 years old, 5’10”, and I weigh in at 149. All of my training comes courtesy of Eric Kendrew at DriveThroughPlease.com who programs workouts between five and six times per week.
My choice of shoes only began to matter at the beginning of this year. I’d been wearing a pair of Adidas Trail Running shoes for about two years and found them less than ideal for the demands of CrossFit, especially Olympic weight lifting. They had somewhere around a 12mm differential and on top of that, they were bloody heavy. Then I stumbled onto Inov-8s. I’ve owned one pair of the 195s since March and I absolutely love them. They look hot, they feel great and I know for a fact they have contributed to a majority of my gains in the past six months.
When the opportunity arose to purchase Reebok’s CrossFit Nanos popped up the other day, I box-jumped (nice, right?) at the chance. The Nanos were also my first pair of Reebok shoes, period. I’ve been stuck on Adidas most of my life, never really caring to branch out and try something new. The Nanos arrived five days ago and have been under rigorous scrutiny ever since.
First impression: I’ll be honest; I was really disappointed by the presentation. The shoes came in a nondescript blue box with the Reebok logo slapped in the corner. I was expecting something slightly more colorful; at least the CrossFit logo, but not limited to pictures of the 2011 Games or some killer standout design. Nope, I got a boring blue box. Inside were two lonely shoes wrapped in a flimsy piece of Reebok tissue. What a buzz kill.
I was also disappointed to find the box void of anything other than shoes. No paperwork, decals, or flashy gimmicks crammed in with my shoes; no directions on how to use the U-form technology, just a small sticker INSIDE THE SHOE directing me to a website where I could learn how to use the U-form. I set my disappointment aside and slipped the shoes on.
The shoes themselves are nice to look at. I settled on the black and gray Nanos.
I broke them in at the office, taking a quick stroll outside to see how they fit and how they felt. I wear a 9.5 so I ordered a 9.5. They fit fine; I know a lot of people were saying the sizing was off, but I disagree.
Since the Nanos arrived I’ve used them for three workouts. The first experience was with squat cleans; nothing heavy, just enough to get a feel for balance. The shoes had great stability and were comfortable.
The second workout was a GI Jane (100 Burpee Pull-ups) with a bonus WOD tacked on: 10 Burpees every minute on the minute for 10 minutes. 200 burpees; what a way to break in the shoes! And the Nanos did me good. I finished the GI Jane in 9:25 and the bonus workout was a piece of cake. Not that the shoes played a huge part, but again they were comfortable, they held a good grip on the floor and were light enough where they didn’t hinder my movement or bog me down.
My third workout was an active rest day jog (4.5 miles on rough trails). Normally I’d wear my Inov-8s for something like this, but I opted to wear the Nanos and risk getting them dirty (gasp!). For the most part I was running on sand, dry leaves and protruding limestone cobbles. The shoes took the impact from the rocks better than my 195s, but I felt like the grip on some of the incline hills could have been better. Overall I was satisfied with how the shoes performed on the run. I didn’t exhibit any shin or calf pain after the run and avoided getting hung up on any protruding roots or branches (what I consider a sure sign of a good fit).
Now here’s the bad. The U-form technology is an absolute waste. Not only did I feel ridiculous holding my girlfriend’s hair dryer in my shoes, there was absolutely zero difference before and after I made my shoes incredibly warm. Who in their right mind has time before a WOD to set aside sixteen minutes to heat up their shoes (four minutes to heat each shoe and then eight minutes wait to let them settle)?
My recommendation after living in these shoes for five days straight is to buy them. I love my Inov-8s and it’ll take a hell of a lot more for me to get rid of them, but the CrossFit Nanos are an ass kicking shoe that deserves a chance. I’m anxious to see what Reebok has in mind for the future of this series. I think I’ll skip the Oly, but I’m hoping Reebok will shoot for something a little bit more trail oriented down the line.
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Sometimes, archaeology happens when you least expect it.
A few months ago I was digging through some boxes in my basement when I discovered an artifact from my childhood. That artifact was a VHS tape; a bootleg copy of Star Wars. Not Star Wars: A New Hope, STAR WARS, full stop (collector’s will note how incredibly rare this version is). The tape was marked only by a small piece of aged masking tape with the title scrawled in pencil.
I picked up the tape, forgetting how weighty older technology can sometimes be. For a split second, I considered tossing it in the garbage. The tape is an obsolete piece of technology. I don’t even own a VCR anymore, so what was the point in keeping it around? But, as my hand hovered over the rubbish bin, I found myself hesitating. I couldn’t let go, couldn’t part with it; I couldn’t bear to know that it no longer “existed”.
I found myself questioning my own actions. Why did this rectangular plastic contraption matter? I carried the tape back to my desk where it would sit beside an anthology of other cherished mementos for several weeks as I contemplated this question.
At first the cassette was a nuisance and constantly in my way. I found myself shuffling it from place to place on my desk. Next, it became a paper weight and on one particular occasion a coaster. Eventually, I moved it to the outside perimeter of the desk; sandwiched in between an early 1900’s cobalt eyewash bottle and an Iroquois projectile point. That’s when it clicked.
I, the archaeologist, had failed to treat this object as exactly what it was: an artifact. It may not have been as old as some of the other trinkets I’ve encountered, but the fact was that it fit the criteria: it had been created by human hands to serve a specific function, it had been utilized until it was no longer necessary, and then subsequently retired to the modern day midden (also known as the great American basement). That’s when this whole article began to take shape.
But, before I go any further, a bit of a history lesson:
I was born in 1981, when the VHS format was migrating from exclusivity into commonality. Learning how to operate the VCR was one of the first technical skills I ever acquired as a child. Insert tape, press play, commence a 120 minutes of fun. The 7⅜” × 4″ × 1″ black plastic artifacts originated before my time. First introduced in the 1970s by JVC, VHS revolutionized the film industry by placing cinematic releases into the hands of the audience like never before. The format’s introduction would allow for distribution on an affordable and ultimately unprecedented scale.
VHS didn’t go unchallenged. It fought battles from the very start; first against Betamax and later Laserdisc. On the consumer level, VHS won both campaigns. But with the introduction of DVDs in 1996, VHS began its slow slide into a six foot hole.
In the 00s, VHS officially died, replaced by palm sized reflective plates and ethereal torrents of data. On December 31, 2008, the last major United States supplier of pre-recorded VHS tapes, Distribution Video Audio Inc., shipped its final truckload and subsequently ended the format.
It took nearly thirty years for VHS to reach extinction. As technology continues to evolve, I find it highly improbable that outside of digital content, we will ever see a format with such a resilient legacy and durable cultural following. As contemporary times slip into history, VHS tapes will begin their migration in to landfills and middens around the world. These tapes will be turning up at future archaeological sites for centuries to come. They will be an insight into people’s lives through the stories trapped on their celluloid interior. They are, for all intents and purposes, new age cave paintings.
As I mulled this over, I began wondered: what would my own tape say about me?
I’ll start with my previous statement, the one about new age cave paintings. Imprinted on the celluloid roll encased within the plastic walls of the cassette lies a visual narrative. All stories have versions. My version is unique. Its provenance harks back to a time before the story of Star Wars was even complete. It exists before ROTJ (that’s Return of the Jedi for the unfamiliar), before the first trilogy collection, the second, the third, the laserdisc, the Special Edition, the prequels, the Ultimate Editions, the DVDS and the Blu-ray. It’s a version free from rethinks and copious digital edits. It represents a version of a story that has been unmodified, like a campfire tale unsullied by the retellings of time. In archaeology, information like this contains value. Oral histories are one powerful method for interpreting history. Will people a hundred years from now be interested in the subtle variations of this legend? Will knowing that Han not only shot first, but that Greedo never even pulled the trigger, provide insight into our culture? That’s for future generations to determine.
Like most buried artifacts, this tape has received its fair share of weathering and erosion. Perhaps just as destructive as the harsh elements of the outdoors are the repeated viewing habits of a young child or the destructive power of a cold, damp basement in New York where the tape has resided for untold years. Time and circumstance have pressed themselves upon the celluloid interior and the once white gown of Princess Leia is now flaxen. Tracking lines burst across the screen like surprise Hothan snowstorms. The audio dips in and out. I recall one of my graduate studies professors asserting that the mode in which we experience something is just as important as the experience itself. Seeing an Egyptian sarcophagus brightly lit behind glass in the British Museum is one thing, but seeing it within a torch lit chamber in the Valley of the Kings, thick with two thousand years of dust, is a completely different experience. The same can be said about my tape. Time has not been kind to my bootleg. But the tracking lines, poor audio quality, mono soundtrack, and playback speed are all characteristics of my experience. These factors defined what I heard and saw and contributed, whether or not I knew it, to my exposure.
Digging deeper, I began to see that this artifact represented a specific time in not only my own life, but in the life of an entire culture. Star Wars is a film that through its immense popularity and universal appeal has spread like wildfire around the globe. In a way, the film has become a standard in both cinema and sci-fi. With such a broad reputation I think it is safe to say the tape represents a form of exposure to a story in which a vast majority of the world is familiar. So, in one respect, my copy of Star Wars represents a waypoint in my journey through pop-culture. For decades, authors like Stevenson, Kipling, and Anderson fueled young imaginations at bed time. This decade it’s more often than not Spielberg, Lucas, and Rowling providing the ground work for dreams and imaginations. Through hundreds of viewings Star Wars shaped my character and drove my imagination.
Lastly, I suppose the tape survives as a byproduct of my nostalgic nature. My first copy of Star Wars. How many people, thirty-something years on, can say they own the first copy of Star Wars they ever watched? Its survival is a testament to what I hold sacred; what was important to me in my upbringing. To me, that achievement has value. And since the format is now extinct, that personal accomplishment may be the only lasting value that remains.
What is archaeology if not finding value in obsolete things? Over the course of human life artifacts are created, they are utilized, discarded, and often forgotten. Our job as archaeologists is to take these forgotten artifacts and learn what we can from them, not just measurements and materials, but understand what they meant to both individual people and culture as a whole. This is as true for a sharpened piece of antler as it for a clay fertility statue or a thirty year old VHS cassette. Everything has meaning, everything has value. Understanding what exactly those two concepts are may very well be the biggest mystery.
Quantum fluctuation. Inflation. Expansion. Strong nuclear interaction. Particle-antiparticle annihilation. Deuterium and helium production. Density perturbations. Recombination. Blackbody radiation. Local contraction. Cluster formation. Reionization? Violent relaxation. Virialization. Biased galaxy formation? Turbulent fragmentation. Contraction. Ionization. Compression. Opaque hydrogen. Massive star formation. Deuterium ignition. Hydrogen fusion. Hydrogen depletion. Core contraction. Envelope expansion. Helium fusion. Carbon, oxygen, and silicon fusion. Iron production. Implosion. Supernova explosion. Metals injection. Star formation. Supernova explosions. Star formation. Condensation. Planetesimal accretion. Planetary differentiation. Crust solidification. Volatile gas expulsion. Water condensation. Water dissociation. Ozone production. Ultraviolet absorption. Photosynthetic unicellular organisms. Oxidation. Mutation. Natural selection and evolution. Respiration. Cell differentiation. Sexual reproduction. Fossilization. Land exploration. Dinosaur extinction. Mammal expansion. Glaciation. Homo sapiens manifestation. Animal domestication. Food surplus production. Civilization! Innovation. Exploration. Religion. Warring nations. Empire creation and destruction. Exploration. Colonization. Taxation without representation. Revolution. Constitution. Election. Expansion. Industrialization. Rebellion. Emancipation Proclamation. Invention. Mass production. Urbanization. Immigration. World conflagration. League of Nations. Suffrage extension. Depression. World conflagration. Fission explosions. United Nations. Space exploration. Assassinations. Lunar excursions. Resignation. Computerization. World Trade Organization. Terrorism. Internet expansion. Reunification. Dissolution. World-Wide Web creation. Composition. Extrapolation?
“There are times I am bewildered by each mile I have traveled, each meal I have eaten, each person I have known, each room in which I have slept. As ordinary as it all appears, there are times when it is beyond my imagination.” – Jhumpa Lahiri
“Eat meat and vegetables, nuts and seeds, some fruit, little starch and no sugar. Keep intake to levels that will support exercise but not body fat. Practice and train major lifts: Deadlift, clean, squat, presses, C&J, and snatch. Similarly, master the basics of gymnastics: pull-ups, dips, rope climb, push-ups, sit-ups, presses to handstand, pirouettes, flips, splits, and holds. Bike, run, swim, row, etc, hard and fast. Five or six days per week mix these elements in as many combinations and patterns as creativity will allow. Routine is the enemy. Keep workouts short and intense. Regularly learn and play new sports.” – Greg Glassman / Founder of CrossFit
Thousands of years ago, our ancestors gave up foraging for food and took up farming, one of the most important and debated decisions in history.
Was farming more efficient than foraging? Did the easily hunted animals die out? Did the environment change?
A new study by Samuel Bowles of the Santa Fe Institute in New Mexico argues that early farming was not more productive than foraging, but people took it up for social and demographic reasons.
In Monday’s edition of Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, Bowles analyzed what it would take to farm under primitive conditions. He concluded farming produced only about three-fifths of the food gained from foraging.
But, Bowles notes, farming became the most common way of living between 10,000 and 5,000 years ago because of its contribution to population growth and military power.
Without the need for constant movement, child-rearing would have been easier and safer, leading to a population increase, Bowles said. And since stored grain might be looted, farmer communities could have banded together for defense and would have eventually pushed out neighboring foragers, he suggests.
Brian Fagan, a professor emeritus of archaeology at the University of California, Santa Barbara, called Bowles’ ideas “provocative and fascinating.”
It had been suspected that the earliest farming was not necessarily more productive, said Fagan, who was not part of the research.
“What he does is to draw attention to the social and demographic factors that contributed so importantly to the spread of farming,” Fagan said. “This is a useful contribution to a debate about agricultural origins that has been under way for generations.”
From Yahoo! News
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And thus grains spread across the land and the perfectly viable hunter gatherer diet began to slip into the dusty recess of our human past. Sure, as the article pointed out, there were social benefits (population growth and military power). But at what cost? Modern science seems to indicate our health.
It’s been a priority to write this post for some time, it was just a matter of waiting for the right article to come along so I could segue in. Low and behold a write-up detailing the benefits of farming amongst early humans comes along and I’ve found my fodder.
This will probably sound preachy, and in a way I’m about to do a bit of dietary promotion. But the real focus of this editorial rant is to talk about experimental archaeology.
I consider myself almost maniacal about my health and fitness. I CrossFit train at least five days a week with the DriveThroughPlease.com gang. I drink very little, I don’t smoke and aside from the occasional cupcake binge, I’ve always maintained a pretty healthy diet. In the past year I’ve been making the transition away from grains towards a Paleo diet. For those who aren’t familiar with the Paleo diet, I’ll allow Wikipedia to summarize:
The Paleo diet is a nutritional plan based on the presumed ancient diet of wild plants and animals that various human species habitually consumed during the Paleolithic era—a period of about 2.5 million years duration that ended around 10,000 years ago with the development of agriculture. In common usage, such terms as the “Paleolithic diet” also refer to the actual ancestral human diet. Centered on commonly available modern foods, the “contemporary” Paleolithic diet consists mainly of meat, fish, vegetables, fruit, roots, and nuts, and excludes grains, legumes, dairy products, salt, refined sugar, and processed oils.
One massive factor that drove me to sample this prehistoric lifestyle was my almost obsessive interest with early humans. Reading article after article regarding subsistence food strategies among early humans and Neanderthals, I began to realize I didn’t want to just read about hunter gatherers anymore, I wanted the experience. Most archaeologists have attempted some form of experimental archaeology in their career. I’d played around with stone tools before and had even butchered sheep carcass (video) for one of my classes using homemade obsidian blades. I knew from the start that this was going to be a step above an experiment, this was a commitment. In order to see the results of the diet, I was going to have to stick with it. Alas, modern times and a hectic work schedule make it nearly impossible for me to create an arsenal of stone tools and head to the nearest forest to find a treat. Instead, I hunted the aisle of my local supermarket for what our early ancestors would have thrived on. I knew where to begin, the Paleo diet is actually more common sense than anything, but two big helping hands were provided by Robb Wolf (author of The Paleo Solution) and Loren Cordain (author of The Paleo Diet for Athletes). Both of these individuals peaked my interest by incorporating archaeology into their explanation of how the human diet has changed over the past few thousand years and how I, as a 21st Century Sexy Archaeologist, can get back on the band wagon of the hunter gatherer life-way.
Making the switch was not easy. Grains and processed foods are everywhere. And they are more often than not disguised as very tempting treats(Re: cupcakes). The real challenge was convincing myself I didn’t need them. Over the past year I’ve maintained somewhere between an 80 – 90% success rate. I’ve seen improvements not only in my health, but in my physical performance as an athlete. There is little doubt that it is this subtle shift in consumption, from a grain based to protein based dietary trend, that is responsible. And remarkably, the Paleo diet has transgressed from a simple experiment to a set in stone lifestyle.
Experimental archaeology is a creative way of utilizing your field, whether you’re flintknapping bottle glass, building a balsa wood raft to sail across the Pacific, or modifying your diet to live like our hominid precursors. I encourage all archaeologists to immerse themselves as much as possible into their work. If you’re interested in trying out the Paleo diet, which I highly recommend, I suggest visiting the following websites where you can learn more.
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“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” –Dr. Seuss
Reading list:
Mark Twain Autobiography (Vol. 1)
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The Grand Design
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“In a recent issue of the journal Behavioral and Brain Sciences, they argue that smiles are not simply the expression of an internal feeling. Smiles in fact are only the most visible part of an intimate melding between two minds.”
From The Seattle Times