I struggled with my weight starting in grrade school tipping the scales at 180 in 7th grade. I always played sports through Highschool and stayed big and strong, but I never really worked too hard off the field or out of season. I got into a big rut for a while with unhealthy lifestyles. In December of 2011 I met the love of my life, Madison Harbaugh. Her parents and family did not eat near as much as I did and I spent a lot of time with them so I lost weight and got into fitness cutting down to 209 poiunds. I was going strong, working at GNC, hittin the gym at 4 a.m.,6 but I still had my biggest weakness...THE KITCHEN. Eventually I worked out less after I lost my gym membership started eating badly again and gained back up to 242 in 6 months. I was going nuts because at this point I was addicted to the gym. My fiance also got into fitness just as much as me and this is one of the ways I fell in love with training. From the start of 2013 I have been more into fitness then ever in the gym and with my growing knowledge of supplements along with my fiance Madison. The kitchen still haunts me but Its time for a change, Im not going to let food control the way I look.....Glory to God, "I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength".

I dont lift because Im trying to prove something. I don't lift only to get bigger or stronger.
I lift for the simple fact that I can't stop. Im addicted to the feeling that my muscles might explode if I go another rep. The feeling on leg day when I can barely walk out of the gym. That feeling when I walk out of the fitness room and the me of yesterday is lying on the ground defeated and then I know I didnt hold back. The feeling when raise my 1 rep max and I love the times that I push myself as far as I can just to find out I can go further, I am limitless...That is why I lift.