Change your mind,
Mind your body,
Embody your change.
Me

As we stood outside of a restaurant nestled against the Volga river, a small boy no older than 8 came up to our group. He wasn’t wearing any shoes and was quite dirty. I was stunned because I realized that this boy had approached to beg us for money. Although I had many experiences like this, never was it the child was doing the begging. Before I could search for loose change, my host told the child he had a deal for him. He said that if the boy could do 20 pushups, he would give him 100 dollars! The boy looked at the man in disbelief, but the other distinguished gentlemen assured the boy this was a legitimate deal.

My host got down on the ground in his fancy clothes, and demonstrated a perfect pushup the way it had to be performed for the boy to get the money. The boy got down on the ground and started. The first few looked good, but at 7 reps, my experience told me he wasn’t getting 20. He struggled and fought with everything he had, but at 13 his tiny arms gave out under his weight.

The little boy rose to his tiny, dirty feet with his head and eyes down looking absolutely dejected and defeated. Just as I started to resent my host for putting the boy through this hopeless challenge, the man took a knee, looked the boy in the eye and delivered the lesson. He stated, “If you continue to beg the rest of your life, you will always remain weak. If you do this exercise each day and get strong, some day you will build the strength so you no longer have to beg. Do you understand?” The boy nodded yes, and then, in what shocked both me and the boy, my host gave him the 100 dollars.

This experience made me appreciate not only what I had, but also what I have become. You see, I can remember being like that boy. Although I may not have been begging in the streets, I did not have many of the things I desired in my life. Through physical training I have been afforded opportunities that would not have been possible without the strength and confidence I have developed. The lesson my Russian host provided was true: With physical strength comes ability. And with ability comes confidence. And with confidence comes the courage to take on challenges. I am so passionate about fitness because I know that being fit means far more than having a low body fat or strong muscles. Being fit will help you lead a more productive life.

from Martin Rooney on Men’s Health Blog

Since we last spoke I’ve:

  • Moved to the Pacific Northwest
  • Started a completely new job
  • Celebrated my first anniversary
  • Aged another year
  • Lost 40 lbs.

This move means all plans to do races went out the window as I left Florida before all the races. And my weight loss has taken a long time and I’m coming off a plateau for a month, but we’re making downward motion again.

Inspirational and great ideas for training

There are some things I accepted as immutable truths of this world, one of those being that I would never be a long distance runner. I’m just not built for it. I’m 6’6” and broad, not slight like most NBA centers. I’m built like an NFL offensive lineman.

Today, with 179 days to the Warrior Dash, I finished Week 1 of the Couch to 5k program. It wasn’t pretty. My form was atrocious. But I ran for a total of 8 minutes over the course of 20 minutes.

Remember, I’ve never run a mile in my life. And tonight for the third time in a week I confirmed I can do it with short breaks between.

My knees are holding up so far, we’ll see how they progress the further I go. But I’m excited.

I love being proved wrong when I’ve considered something impossible.

179 days to go.

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184 days.

I fell off the wagon. And it only took a mini breakdown and my encouraging wife to get me back in gear.

I decided to record a quick conversation with myself, it is completely unedited so there will be long pauses, etc. But you can hear the exhaustion and heavy breathing. And I’m damn embarrassed. But if I’m not hiding my body, I’m not hiding my mind.

My body is a Prison

This was the motivational phrase I focused on during my walk. Right now there is so much my body won’t let me do, both physically incapable of doing, and such that the world won’t let me do. Things like run a mile, do a pull up, or from the world’s limitations: ride some roller coasters (too fat for the safety harness) and fit comfortably in an airplane seat (hips wise, knees are always going to be a problem.)

So I’m breaking out. I’m working to escape this prison.

184 days.

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