I spent 12 years afraid and anxious of the gym. As a result, my body was weak and flabby. I couldn't say I was happy or content with my body's appearance or ability.

Now, at 27 years old, I want my next 12 years to be of strength, courage, and a hot body! So, I've committed to fighting through the fear and worry, training hard, staying active, eating right, and sleeping well. That's the only way to get what I want for myself.

I love progress. This is one of the only activities where I am my progress. I add 10 lbs to my deadlift. I lose 2% of body fat. I add an inch to my calves. I run more miles. I see more muscle definition.

My progress is visible, tangible, or shows up in improved abilities. I become my progress. That's a wild concept to take in!