04/05/2016
Growing up we all have dreams right!? Some seem a little far fetched maybe? One of my biggest goals growing up was to be featured in what could arguably known as the most popular dairy magazine The Hoards Dairyman. I was asked about it last summer, and to my surprise it reached the public yesterday. Now I know to a lot of people, they seen this and rolled their eyes thinking "not again". Hey, my bad. Who knows, maybe the next one will me being interviewed by Barbara Walters after having to selling my cows sitting in a chair in a pool of tears "Kipp, what happened you looked so successful?" 😂 😂
Anyways I wanted to do a write up about it.
Growing up I used to gaze through this magazine at the Demullings and read the stories. One in particular was Brad Afdahl. The first one I ever tore out and pinned it up on my bedroom wall and said I want to be like him someday. At night I would read it over and over again before bed. Thinking of how I was going to do it just like Brad. Today it hangs up on my farm office wall.
I usually don't talk about my high school powerlifting career to most people. I'm well aware people think my head is big enough as it is let alone bring that up. But I'm glad it was part of this article. Because through the years my vision changed of who I wanted to be from this sport. I didn't just want to win. I didn't just want to milk cows. I wanted to be remembered.
I wanted to know when I was done, my name represented a symbol of work ethic, determination, fearlessness, and was inspiration that would be remembered and talked about years after I was gone.
I'm thankful to have the coach I did, Jeff Hahn. This coach showed me in the beginning how to obtain the mentality needed for that. One day in the spring of my sophomore year he took me out to do sprints by myself for some cross training. The day sticks out clear in my mind setting up for 25 yard sprints. I would sprint as FAST as I could. Come back and he would chew my ass "WHY DID YOU NOT RUN THROUGH THE END!?" Me, little stunned, confused, I shrugged my shoulders thinking I did? And for a man that has little to no farming experience said "When a farmer plants his corn, does he get 10 feet from the end of the field and lift the planter up to turn around?" Puzzled I said "Uh no?" "Then why did you not push through the end?!", said Hahn.
It was like a switch that turned on in my brain. Since that point there has never been a OFF position (unless I literally crash and pass out). After football practice I would either do extra sprints across the football field or ask to be let in the weight room to workout when I was already physically tired. Or at one time after moving the farm I milked 60 cows 3x a day, trucked feed to feed the cows, and slept 2 hours a day for 6 months. (Highly do no recommend this one)
Not to mention back when I was competing in high school I was also farming full time. Junior year I came off losing the championship placing second and I was going after a championship my senior year. I managed to farm 60 hours a week and worked out 3x per day. (Farm 5 hours before school, went to school, 3 hours after school, 10 hours/day on weekends. Workout during school, after school, and after coming home from night chores). But I made it. I won my championship, claimed my records.
It was that drive that has pushed me to this point in my dairy career today. People will think the publicity will probably get to me but my financials keep me grounded. People I owe money will read this. The future of my farm let alone the national dairy industry is very unknown. Farming is one of the only occupations you can do everything right and still fail. Nobody knows the struggles behind the scenes until that curtain is raised. The people like Brad Afdahl and Coach Hahn are the ones I still look up to and think about from those past times when I still need to push myself through when I'm almost to that line.
I feel extremely honored to be in apart of this magazine. This to me is a bigger accomplishment than most would perceive. I hope it isn't what I accomplish that people remember me for, but how I got here. Maybe my article will be ripped out and pinned on someone's bedroom wall to look up to too.