Nature or Nurture...

One of my personal training clients (supporting a decathlon habit isn't cheap) teaches at the Boston University business school and has asked me this week to come in and talk to her class. Specifically they are studying the roles of Nature versus Nurture in producing experts of a field (sports, music, science, etc). If you've been around the blogs of my fellow ITA athletes you'll notice that I've reached out to them (as well as many of my other athlete friends in various sports) for their thoughts on the subject with a series of questions. It has been incredibly interesting being able to read everyones responses but in turn, I guess I should turn the questions on myself as well.

1. (Nature) What is the athletic background of your parents and family?
My parents were both athletic, and good at what they did. My dad grew up with baseball and tried to play football in high school (but loves to tell the story of his first season ending on the opening kickoff of his first game when he broke a toe). At something like 140 ilbs (I think I weight that much when I was 6), the baseball/football route wasn't exactly in the cards. He was much better suited for cross country and middle distance running on the track. A very good 800m/mile runner he excelled at Pasadena City College before moving on to run at UCLA. To put a date on it, he raced Prefontaine and has stories about running cross country courses barefoot. After graduating he went on to coach at the high school level (Arcadia High School where he helped found the Arcadia Invitational) eventually moving up to the collegiate ranks as the head coach at UCLA (winning 2 national championships) and ending up at Stanford. He now teaches middle school physical education and coaches high school track at Del Mar High School in San Jose. My mom was on the opposite side: being her current height of 5-10 since the 6th grade, she was an obvious basketball and volleyball player, but excelled at track (despite VERY limited opportunities for girls to compete in the sport). She eventually earned her way on to the team at UCLA in one of the first years they fielded a women's program where she hurdled as well as through discus and javelin. A few years later she took a coaching position at UCLA where she met my dad (her labor with me began at practice on the track at UCLA). When we moved to northern California to follow my dad at Stanford, she bowed out of collegiate coaching to teach and coach high school track and cross country at Saint Francis High School in Mt. View where she remains today. Needless to say, theres a little bit of Nature there.

2. When did you begin participating in your sport?
I began running track in middle school, I think 6th grade. There I picked up the hurdles and the high jump. I did my first decathlon after my junior year of high school.

3. What was your early experience like with sports?
I can't remember a time when I wasn't playing something. I grew up with a pool in my backyard (don't ask how dad taught me to swim) and I began soccer after I was 7 or so (which was my first love) and then played little league. At recess I was one of those kids always moving. From flat out races (despite what Josh Kruzer says, I was the fastest kid at Castlemont Elementary School) to four-square, to butts-up, to good ol' run away from the girls, to tetherball, I always had to be doing something. Once I hit middle school I participated in every sport the school offered (expect cross country - which isn't really a sport, so that doesn't count...): basketball (except for the first year when I got cut (maybe still bitter about that), wrestling, soccer, track, and even volleyball for 2 weeks (we needed 6 for a team but could only round up 5). On top of which I was heavily active in select soccer and little league. Before school we played basketball, lunch was soccer or basketball, PE was in between, after school I went from school practice for the sport of the season directly to either soccer or baseball. Whenever I had free time we played roller hockey or my brother and I made something up in the yard (or pool).

4. How instrumental were parents and coaches in the early part of your development as an athlete?
My parents were amazingly through this. Always super encouraging and supportive. They found a way to pay for the "Select" soccer team (and all its travel) that I had to be on and were my personal taxi drivers from practice to practice (sometimes 3 sports at once). Never pushy, they were the first onces to hold me out of a practice or game if my homework wasn't getting done (I hated this). In between they were our constant playmates between bike riding, basketball, home-run derby with mom or "burn-out" catch with dad. When we didn't have school we'd go to work with dad and play around the Stanford stadiums and locker rooms all day. Sports were kind of what we did.
The thing I lvoe is that our parents never pushed us into track. They wanted us to be happy any way we wanted to be happy. My parents loved track and passed on that enthusiasm (the Olympics were always big times at our house) so my brother and I eventually found our way to track but it was all completely on our own terms. Hell, it used to frustrate me to no end in college when my mom would try to suggest that I take some time off of track when my studies got hectic. They were, however, always there for us however we needed it. Pitching to us in the driveway, mom teaching us javelin at the park or taking us to school to learn how to lift properly, dad helping us build our quarter-pipe in the front yard or teaching me high jump fundamentals. Our best coaches, fans, shuttle drivers were there every night at the dinner table.
On top of which, and i've mentioned this before, I was incredibly blessed with phenomenal coaching early on. From Tommy Anderson my soccer coach for many years to a host of Little League coaches, to amazing fottball, basketball, and track coaches in high school. The level of quality and enthusiasm was awesome.

5. How were you introduced to your sport and how many other sports did you seriously participate in?
I've mentioned a bit all the sports I played above. Soccer and baseball were the big ones early. Track and Football were my focuses in high school. I debated played college football but believe it or not I was a lineman and didn't see myself having any ability to put on the weight I would need to have been real good (you could see my ribs poking out of my skinny chest until my junior year of high school).
In track I was a decent hurdler and high jumper (14.80 hurdles, 6-4 high jump) who played around with other events (shot and discus) and eventually learned to pole vault at the end of my junior year (thanks to awesome coaches - see last blog post). As I often put it, I was exceptionally good at getting 2nd place. One sectional championships meet I got second in the hurdles (with the same time as the winner chosen by photo finish) and second in the pole vault (jumping the same height as the champion but losing based off of missed attempts) within 10 minutes of each other. I figured that I wasn't fast enough to become a great hurdler nor springy enough to specialize in a jump, but a lot of 2nd places added up makes a pretty good decathlon score and thus began my decathlon odyssey. Mom taught me to lift and throw, dad taught me to run and jump.
I guess I should mention that I saw Jackie Joyner-Kersee compete in a heptathlon for the first time when I was 2 days old. My mom was coaching her at the time and broke me out of the hospital to get to the meet. How's that for early introducing to the sport?

6. Is your success a product of Nature or Nurture?
Its both, but more significantly it was nurture. My dad is 6 foot tall and my mom's about an inch shorter, thus, I am tall. My dad gave me a bit of endurance, my mom gave me huge shoulders. My dad also had a perfect math SAT, my mom's entire side of the family has chicken legs, and both sides of my family have histories of drinking issues. This could add up to anything or nothing. Growing up I was super shy kid whose parents taught at his school, couldn't stay out late on school nights and always got As (yeah, I was that kid). How does this make a decathlete? More than shoulders or skinny legs, my mom taught me how to work my butt off. How to do things properly and a passion for learning. My dad gave me the fire to compete and the determination to get things done. Together they put no limit on my exposure and answered all my curiosities. I am not a decathlete because rather than a Nintendo my parents gave me a rope swing. I am a decathlete because my parents used to help each other break down film at the dinner table, because I grew up listening to my dad's recruiting calls while I was doing my homework. I am a decathlete because my coaches were great people I never wanted to let down who gave me every tool I asked for. I turned down much better scholarship offers to go to a division II college that had the decathlon program I was looking for. I have a degree in engineering and yet at 26 years old, because they refuse to let me give up on what I love, my parents are still paying my school bills and car payments. Relatively to my peers, I am not fast, I am not strong. Nature gave me a large frame and a very stubborn will, but it was nurture that allowed me to fill it all in.

7. Are you an expert in your field? (by your own definition)
They say it takes 10,000 hours to truly become and expert (around 2 hrs/day for ten years). I am just past the ten year mark and although I am very much closer than I was just couple of years ago, I now very much understand why a decathlete takes so long to mature in the event. There's a lot of ground to cover and it seems like the more I learn, the more I understand, the more I realize how much I don't actually know. By my own definition I've got a ways to go before becoming an expert in the decathlon.