ATTENTION: This article is taken from Average Broz’s Gymnasiums website. It is written by John Broz himself. The link to the entire article is: http://averagebroz.com/culture/
So what is Culture?
Culture is the soul of a Gym, Business, Club or Team. It’s what defines it. It’s the reason why people associate with or be become part of it.
Here at ABG, it all began with my experiences. I grew up in a very old-school gym. Hand made equipment, vinyl half-moon gym bags, headbands, polyester bell bottom sweat pants, sweatshirts with the sleeves cut off, the smell of liniment and sweat. Pull chain ceiling lights, two tiny obstructed windows that didn’t open, and one small one in the back that opened as far as its old, warped wood frame would allow– which wasn’t much. The door was your only glimpse of the outside world. The view was of inner city ghetto that you really didn’t want to see anyway. When the door opened, everyone would stop training to look as if opening the refrigerator door at night. It was a dark, dingy, old, and stinky place, but there was nowhere else in the world I’d rater be! I miss that place.
What made this place so special? The people and their attitudes. It began with the head coach / owner. He was a great man, an empathic man. A man’s man. Marine, Golden gloves boxer, Bodybuilder, and Weightlifter. His thundering laughs and never-ending stories kept you laughing and thinking. The lifters were committed individuals–people who really wanted to be there. Not people that were in and out, fly by night folks, but people who truly loved working out. Driving from two hours away on weekends to come there was common place. The kind of people who drop postcards to the gym on vacation to say hi, the kind where on their family holiday cards was a picture of young brothers doing a group deadlift. Everyone’s expectations were high. These people always expected more, the best from themselves. Always aspiring to be better than the day before, in the gym and in life. Good days or bad, they would always show up and put in work. When someone hit a big lift, whether it was a PR or not, everyone would say nice job and really mean it. People were truly happy for one another, and everyone fed off that positive energy. It was contagious like laughter. Great energy, big lifts, and laughs were the norm. No matter how bad your day was, just being there made everything ok. These were the happiest days of my childhood. The mentorship that was provided by the elders to the younger lifters transcended lifting into life lessons. The collective experience, history, and wisdom was just another reason to want to be a part of that gym.
There were times when someone didn’t fit the mold. Could be they were obnoxious, disrespectful, loud, or rude. It didn’t matter. The owner simply told them to leave and never return. When I was younger I clearly understood. They didn’t fit in. They weren’t one of US. As I got older, I realized that he was actually throwing money out the door. He was firing customers. It was then I knew why. Like a father to us all, he was protecting the integrity of the gym — its culture. It must be preserved and cherished at any cost, even if he lost income. He clearly knew culture is what makes a house a home, and what makes an old building in the ghetto the coolest place in the world.
My goal at ABG is to duplicate that environment the best I can. We have ejected people who didn’t fit our culture. Not because of how much they lift, but because of their attitude and the negative effect it has on everyone. We have also embraced homeless kids, total strangers, and visitors with open arms. It’s all about attitude.
Evolving from lifter to coach, I find myself telling stories about lifting and life just like John, my first coach used to do. When John passed away a few years ago, I was the one blessed with the job of closing down that historic place, just as we were moving into the new gym. It was as if the torch was passed from OHC to ABG, from one John to another. I have the original outside gym sign hanging up inside at ABG as a daily reminder of where I came from and where we must go. I hope I do him proud and keep that culture alive for generations to come.
Today we all try to do our best, regardless of what is going on in our lives, how much is on the bar, and whatever our age may be. This is what we are all about. Helping and encouraging one another, staying positive, and most of all telling epic stories and building life-long friendships.
If you find yourself in town and want to swing by, we love meeting and training with others like us. It’s not how much you lift, but how you try that matters.