All of my life I have been over weight. In junior high (7 grade) I joined a wrestling team and became my teams heavy weight state champ...Hell Ya. As I became older the pounds get bigger. Now many years later Im pushing 400 lbs, I become weak when trying to provide for my patients. So I joined a gym... awesome. I worked out 3-4 times a week for a few month, then I lost motivation. I ended up on a 10 month lay off....I know lazy ass. I became depressed, have high blood pressure, and just low self a steam.

Currently I got my mojo back and I'm hitting it hard. I've seen to many people just sit around doing nothing, and I've seen a few people like me go from fat to fit. I don't want to be this fat ass any more. My fiancee tell me I'm obsessed, I get depressed when I don't get my work out in. I love the way it makes me feel.

I have a wonder fiancee, whom her and her daughter live with me, we have one daughter together, and I have 2 children form a previous marriage. My family, my coworkers, and my patients deserve the best father, husband, and paramedic I can be. So with that get up, get motivated, and get your ass moving.

I love the feeling I get when I leave the gym. A feeling of satisfaction, a feeling of being pumped. I love the instant gratification. I hate the pain, but I know its only temporary the satisfaction is forever. I mostly go to the gym very early in the morning, before 6 am. I have trouble with the most is not the workout or the cardio; even though I feel like I'm going to die. I have trouble with the nutrition aspect and motivation, but its coming along.