I got started working out freshman year of high school. I had just move and didn't know anybody. I knew I had to meet people and so I joined the wrestling team to do just that. After joining the team my mom offered to get me a personal trainer before season so that I can add some muscle mass. It was this decision that changed my life. It was because of my trainer that I was instilled with the some of the greatest gifts life has to offer, which is discipline and self-motivation. It was because of him that I was not afraid to go to the gym because at least I knew somebody, and this somebody could warm-up with 205 on incline like it was nothing... so needless to say, working out with him made me feel safe. Once I began seeing results, it became an addiction and I was no longer lifting for sport. However, he had to move away six months after meeting with him for the first time, but nevertheless, he had instilled to the tools I needed to continue to grow. Within two years I had discovered a new and upcoming sport called street workout. I fell in love with it because not only was it fun, but it was something unique to me and that I could finally call my own. I would wake up at 4 in the morning and hit my workshop to workout with makeshift equipment and then after school would immediately go to the gym to hit an even harder workout. Within a year and a half I participated in my first competition, got third or fourth (the competition was very disorganized, but what I kind of expected that) in freestyle. Now I am training for worlds and I am using bodyweight training to as well become stage ready for physique one day. I want to show people that functionality and aesthetics can go hand and hand.