Who Am I?

I grew up as a chubby fat kid my whole life. When I started highschool, I was lucky enough to have a weight training room at my school. I joined, and instantly feel in love. From about 16-23, I lived and breathed everything fitness. I worked out everyday for hours. I'd go home and watch videos on youtube of Kai Greene or Ronnie Coleman lifting weights.

I lived across from my high school so during my lunch, I'd quickly rush home, change, and run around my high school track. Then after school, I'd hit the weight room. I did this for 6 months and lost 80 pounds. I went from 260 down to 180 and that was phase 1 of my journey.

At 23, during my last semester of university, I started a company called TruWood with my university roommate. We we're finally starting to make money. Thats when things took a turn for the worse. I started missing workouts to work on my business. I started eating like shit. Food delivery? Everyday. I’d rationalize it by saying any time I spent cooking healthy meals was time I could be working on my business. I went from being a guy who had to worry about how much I was spending on eating out, to not giving a single fuck. I'd lay in bed all day working on my laptop while munching whatever food I ordered. I barely moved. And that slowly snow balled into me ballooning up to 350 lbs which lasted until 28 years old.

In February of 2021, we had just come back from a trip to Mexico - a trip all my friends absoutely had a blast on and I was sitting there thinking how? I hated it. And the reason was, it was the height of covid, and so the resorts were pretty empty - there wasn't much partying going on and so instead of the main focus of the trip being chilling and drinking, they made the most of it by doing activities like jet skiing, walks on the beach, exploring the resort, ATVing - things I couldn't enjoy doing because everything was a struggle. When we got back from that trip, I remember thinking, this is fucking it, enough of this shit.

What really changed everything for me was my good friend Mike. He did a program called 75 hard by Andy Frisella the year before and was about to do it again for Round 2. He pushed me to do it with him and for that I’ll forever be grateful. My brother and another good friend of mine also joined in on it. They stood by me during those rough days, came on runs with me, and helped me get through the mental barriers I had to keep pushing through. A good support system helps.

When I started, I had no intention of finishing. I just wanted to see how far I could take it. I couldn't even run for more than a few minutes without having to stop to catch my breath. To the point where if I'd run with my friends they'd get pissed at me because they knew I had more in the tank I was just being a little bitch. And by the end of it, it was all she wrote. Those 75 days were done 1 step, 1 meal, 1 day at a time. And that turned into 2 years, to where where I’m at now. Win the war against your mind and you’ll understand what I mean.

Last year, I ran a full marathon on my 1 year anniversary of starting. I put on a decent amount of muscle, enough for some of you to think I'm on steroids. I've worked out twice a day for probably 700 out of the 730 days in the last 2 years.

I'm getting asked for advice on how to do certain exercises at the gym.

I'm getting asked if I got a bodybuilding competition coming up.

It's absolutely unbelievable to me and somedays I have to bite my finger to make sure this isn't just all one big dream.

This can be your life too. And really, it doesn't take as long as you think. It's not like you're dying and struggling the whole year. As you become stronger mentally and physically it just becomes a regular part of your life.

You spent the last God knows how many years ruining your health and to be able to completely change it in only a year is nothing.