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This week we check in with one of our 7am regulars, Matt Malten, a/k/a "the dude" or "little lebowski"; but most just call him "hey you”. — Crossfitting since: 1987. 'Twas the year of Bo's original cross-trainers, zebra print Zubaz, peroxide-colored mullets, and spaghetti-strapped muscle t-shirts. Ahh, the good 'ole days. Although I could never afford a pair of Bo's best, didn't have a big enough waist (or bum) to fill out or hold up the Zubaz, nor the shame to ever don a Tennessee tophat…I did have a few sweet cut-off t's that showed off the one or two muscles I had as a teenager. While it may not have been known as the hoity-toity "CrossFit" that we call it nowadays, we did some leading-edge functional, variable fitness in those times; primarily comprised of pistols…on rollerblades…while playing hacky sack. — But, I entered this box of "CrossFit" in 2015 (I think), after receiving a half-dozen, thorough ass-whoopings from Tyler. I so enjoyed the adrenaline rush–I think that was the hormone coursing through my body–I was having when my fitness reality was crushed by Ashley Ferguson and others in my on-boarding class. And I am an adrenaline junkie; so, I kept coming back. — A little about yourself: Son. Brother; youngest of 3. Lottery-winner; father to the best daughter on Earth. Cancer; share a birthday with Tom Hanks AND O.J. Simpson! INFP. FIB. Drummer. Provider of sound, sustainable, and socially-responsible financial advice to 250+ households in six states. And, all-around lover of life. — How did you get into CrossFit?: I grew tired of rubbing my middle-aged Dad pooch belly, and grew to enjoy Tyler whooping my bum. The rest is history. — How has CrossFit changed you outside the gym?: In subtle and not-so-subtle ways. Whereas I used to be able to catch an interested glimpse or two from the fairer sex for my Steve McQueen-like swagger, I'm fairly certain my post-WOD George Jefferson waddle is earning more pitied grimaces nowadays. But, what it has gently reduced in my suave, it has grossly increased in my ability to lift and operate heavy machinery…at least, theoretically.