When I was growing up I was always what I like to call “skinny fat” always the tallest in my grade, all bones, but SOMEHOW still managed to have a pooch with no resemblance of having any core muscles. The picture below was me going into the summer after my senior year of high school…
Being the skinny guy growing up wasn’t always bad… you know… until you hung out with our teammates who had real muscles and you keep asking yourself — What are those? Am I broken?
So, my freshman year of college I got fed up with being “skinny fat” and decided to become a religious gym goer and I made a pretty dang good transformation in one year considering all of my information came from the Internet (because everything is true on here.. right?). The picture(s) below show me the summer after my freshman year of college…
(my legs are cut out for a reason… I looked like Johnny Bravo)
A pretty big change? Yes! But, those gainZ still weren’t conducive to having abs, or a functional and stable core, or anything of that nature that I now think of as important. It was at this point that I finally realized that maybe all of the things you read on the internet aren’t true… maybe its just some guy eating McDonald’s being a keyboard warrior weighing 500lbs… I mean really you never know. After this realization I knew that I wanted to become an expert in fitness and doing things the right way. I’d like to think that what I do today and the content that I put out helps you sift through all of the garbage that litters the net.
So I started on this journey and continued it all the way through college collecting more information than anyone should ever have on one subject along with a degree and 10+ certifications to prove it.
Then it all changed… I married the love of my life, Hillary.
(Insert #fire emoji here)
We got back from our honeymoon and we had literally been married less than three weeks and she comes in and says, I’m pregnant. Uh, what? So soon? I’m not ready! Crazy thoughts crossed my mind but within 10 minutes I realized that I am going to be a FATHER (super high moment). Now that is something to be proud of.
Here is our son Cale, as of this week…
(Yes, he is in the diaper rack at Wal-Mart. He was ½ off so we decided to buy him)
During the super high moments during the pregnancy and shortly after I also experienced some of the darkest times of my life. I had THREE grandparents pass away within a year of each other. Two of which were some of my last connections to my mother (besides my aunt) who passed away in a car accident when I was just a little over a year old. So as you can imagine my emotions were shot, I was depressed about everything (except my marriage and my son) it’s odd that it worked out that way but thank God it did. I am so happy I didn’t have to bring them to my lows.
And on top of that emotional roller coaster life had put me on, my hormones decided to go haywire on me… and by the way, we are just now getting them right and I have the best endocrinologist in the world! So if you have hormone issues or have had them, I sincerely feel your pain and know your struggle.
I say all of that (I bet you knew this was coming) to let you know that I put on a pretty large amount of weight during this time period. I went from 215-220 at around 15% body fat to 260(!) at around 28% body fat. See picture below to get at least an idea of how big I had gotten…
Now, don’t be fooled by this picture and say oh hes not that big (it’s all I could find at the moment)… I weighed around 260 here. That’s an XXL shirt and I am busting out of a pair of 38 waist pants from the BIG & tall section.
Why am I telling you all of this? Because I want you to know that I have had the same struggles you have. I have not always been “fit”. I struggle Every. Single. Day. Just like you.
You know what happened, though? I found my WHY
– I want to be able to play with my son wherever and whenever, if I didn’t work out this wouldn’t be possible (or as easy for me to do)
– I want to be able to play sports (and play them well)
– I want to be able to wear the “hip” clothes that just don’t look awesome if you have that little bit of extra in the wrong spots if you know what I mean
– As you all know, I own/run a fitness facility… while being fit/healthy isn’t exactly a prerequisite to doing this I am a firm believer in practicing what you preach
– And of course there is that last thing that everyone wants but it too embarrassed to say it, well, here it is: I want to look good naked (you’re lying if you say you don’t)
That’s the short condensed version but you catch my drift. Your WHY is often a deeper thought than just a fitness goal. A goal is saying you want to lose 10lbs, a WHY is saying you want to lose 10lbs so your knees don’t hurt when you’re chasing after your 18 month old son. See the difference?
After I defined my WHY it made it easier to get back on the right track. After a lot of hard work and looking back and referencing my WHY I was able to drop 60lbs, get to around 10-11% body fat, be as strong/mobile/athletic as ever. See picture below…
I’m not saying that writing your WHY on a piece of paper is going to yield you the results you want. It won’t. You still have to put the work in, but, something about having a concrete direction of where you want to go and why really seems to help.
I hope this post gives you a little insight into my life and how I found my WHY.
Find yours and set out on the path to the best version of you ever.