Me and my little sister at an airport at about 235.
Over the next couple of years I started putting on weight again due to poor nutrition and lack of exercise. By the time I reached 235 lbs the national guard was threatening to kick me out so I knew I had to do something. That's when one night at around 3:30 I saw an infomercial for P90X. I got on my computer and placed an order. I didn't have very much equipment but i did what I could with what I had and probably quit a dozen times but between that and a calorie counting app the weight was slowly coming off. I eventually got back down to 190 and was able to pass my military PT test (push-ups, sit-ups and a 2 mile run). My military career was no longer in danger but I still wasn't where I wanted to be.
By this point I was going to my cities local community college. Once I discovered that it had a weight room it didn't take me long to realize I enjoyed lifting more than math class. I still wasn't entirely sure what to do so I basically did what I learned from P90X in addition to playing around with some of the other equipment available. I didn't know it at the time but as it turns out play is just as important for adults as kids when it comes to exercise.
As Christmas break approached I realized that I had caught the bug and didn't want to be without access to a gym for two weeks so on the way home I joined the first gym I saw. I started going 5 days a week but still wasn't quite sure what to do. I had my days split into chest and back, legs, arms and shoulders, a calisthenics day and legs again (skipped that one a lot). Each workout lasted nearly 5 hours and started at 7pm. I was over trained and under rested and had no clue what either of these concepts meant. This went on for almost a year until I eventually bought my own cheap squat rack (that pissed my roommate off). Shortly after this I discovered that over training was a thing and started actually getting stronger for the first time.
Henry Shelby being strong as shit.
This is around the time I found out that my national guard unit was going to Afghanistan. During the mobilization process I met a man named Henry Shelby. He was about twice my age but an veteran of the iron and strong as a bull so I stuck to him like glue and learned as much as I could. I already had a good handle on things like form but this is where I learned about intensity. One night while lying in a shitty ass bed in a shitty ass tent I decided that this was what I wanted to do with my life. I went online and ordered all of the study materials for an ACE certification and started studying.
My first day at Snap. Beardless and green.
When I got home in 2014 I went and took my test to get certified. Shortly after that I landed a job at a Snap Fitness near my house as the personal trainer and assistant manager. It didn't take long before I realized that certified doesn't necessarily mean qualified. In addition to this I started to go to a local crossfit gym run by a man named Charles Hair. This man has probably forgotten more about strength and conditioning than I knew at the time. In addition this he knew how to teach. I kept my ears open and made sure to learn everything that I could until I had an opportunity to do his internship. This was my first hands on training about how to cue people. I also began reading more than I ever had. Shortly after the internship came to a close I accepted a position as the General Manager of the Snap I worked and soon switched my focus to a mix of powerlifting and strongman
Playing around with a Kettlebell.
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So here we are. I'm stronger than I've ever been but still not where I want to be because the finish line moves further each day. I am still learning. I will always remain learning.