Fitness has been a part of my life for decades. I thank my parents for instilling in me the discipline to lead a healthy life. Seeing them take a morning run while we played catch up with my elder brother evokes timeless memories. But as soon as I was done with my academics and soon became a marketing executive at a local tannery, I ditched my fitness routine to focus on my new profession.
I soon realized that as I was concentrating on my career, my love handles started developing. And for the decade that followed my first appointment, I was not happy with myself. I knew I had no time to waste, and regaining my fitness could have been a tough call had I waited any longer. And on 14th January 2014, on a Tuesday morning, I set forth for a morning run. This marked the start of a healthy future. It was through lots of hard work that I realized how powerful a tool fitness could be.
By moving my body in the cold mornings or at an aerobics class, I learned, bit by bit, how to take care of my body through fitness. Along the way, I also chose to switch careers and become a personal trainer to share the fitness lessons I picked up along the way.
Besides the early morning runs, I can say that my fitness journey began at home. At home, overwhelmed by some personal struggles, I found my passion for fitness and an intrinsic calling to help anyone who shared similar issues – by empowering using fitness.
Everything about my fitness was insanely personal when I was getting started. The small space in our garage was my sanctuary. Although I usually started my day with negative fears about my body, I knew that I had to soak in sweat and endure the pain. And slowly, I endured the struggles – and here I am, feeling positive and looking at myself differently.
At first, after I was done jogging around the neighborhood and doing some simple stretches in the garage, I started incorporating some weight training aspects into my daily routine. I almost called it quits after I discovered that I could not do a single pushup.
I pushed hard and stopped many times, and I almost felt like fitness was becoming too much for me. During these low moments, I got the strength to accept myself and my body rather than focusing on my shortfalls. This meant that I had to work on the small things first. Therefore, I only focused on making small changes in my routine and stuck to them until it became a routine. ==
At first, the only way I would measure my progress was to keep weighing myself whenever I felt lighter. At times the numbers were positives. Nevertheless, in most instances, they kept affecting my motivation. I started by setting weight goals based on emotions that had nothing to do with how I felt on the inside, and nothing was forthcoming. I remember at one point when I cried in frustration when my weight stagnated for a month, although I was feeling closer to fitness.
Wary of what the scales would show, I began weighing myself less often. And this was a real boost for me for many weeks. And over time, I stopped weighing myself. Instead, I focused on measuring my progress by how I felt inside (physically, mentally, and emotionally).
As I continued with my fitness and empowerment journey, something inside was telling me to be a personal trainer. Although I shelved my ambition for some time, mostly because I felt inadequate, I finally decided to try it.
I was well aware that I was not the fittest out there, but I desired to help others as we learned together. So I decided to enroll in personal training classes to understand better how to help individuals with different fitness needs get better. The long and short of it is that I started a gym, with my wife’s assistance, where I offer science-based fitness solutions to persons of all fitness levels.