The muscle professor origin story.

The Story of The Muscle Professor.

     You may have seen me on Instagram, or caught an episode of "The Hunger for Evolution" on Youtube.  Nether my Youtube or Instagram give me much space to talk about how I became the muscle professor and my own personal journey. Well get settled in because I'm about to tell you why I do what I do And why I continue to run this blog amongst posting on Youtube and Instagram.

It all started 6 months before my 18th birthday 12 years ago. I joined the Air Force looking for a sense of direction in life. Just being a kid looking to find a way to become more of a man by taking charge of my life I signed up to pretty much become a glorified cook / dietician. I had always has a love for fitness so thought that taking such a job would help take a good positive step towards that passion.

At the age of 22 ( four years of being a dietician ) I decided that I want to take my passion for fitness to a knew level as I went to college and then became a certified personal trainer. At this time in my life things seemed awesome as I tackled my dream, but I always had a bad habit of putting my relationship before my passions. At this time in my life I found a beautiful woman who I thought was the girl of my dreams, so I married her. Putting her first I let my passion to be a trainer fade away, but all this did was make me unhappy and unfulfilled. After some time I realized that being unhappy and married did not mix which would eventually ware her down as well as it caused us hardship. We decided to part ways which hurt, but was best for the both of us.

After taking the time to heal I felt ready again and returned to the fitness scene at full steam working for some big box gyms before turning into a free lance personal trainer.  Life seemed great again as things picked up, but it was only a matter of time again before slipping back to defining my self worth by my relationship. Meeting an other wonderful woman who would be the mother of my amazing son things seemed yet again so positive. Fast forwarding three years later I was a happy father, but as time went by the only reason I was still in a relationship with my girlfriend at the time was because we had a son. Are passions were for different things and we both had different ideas of what the future should be. Things didn't end so well as my ex decided to leave with my son which crushed me because he was my world. At the time I was hurt and so angry, but later would come to forgive her because all she was trying to do was do what she thought it took to reach her goals and dreams even though this would crush me because I would get to see him liked I used to.

Feeling destroyed without my son because I had built my life around being dad, I turned back to fitness to find what happiness I could. For some Time I was happy, but then all my school bills began to pile up and crush me as the money I made was barley enough to pay them and my other bills forcing me to change my job to one that would yield more pay so I could get my bills under control. 

During this time is when I found myself. Learning to just be me and let all that happens to me in life come from that verses finding someone to define who I am. Fast forwarding I bit I got my life in order and was happy even though I wasn't in the fitness field any more. Being in a good place in my life I would finally find the woman that made every thing come together not because she defined who I was , but strengthened who I chose to be. She would be the most loving, supportive person I would ever meet as well as being my best friend and partner in crime. 

After being together for some time and finding myself now 30 years old. I started to look back at my fitness passion. I would start to turn to others as my fitness motivation was lost and it seemed like I couldn't get it back. It seems hopeless to ever return to fitness as my wife would tell me "hang in there and keep looking. You will find a way". Well the beginning of that way was a n E-mail to Marc of Tiger Fitness. his response was this.

"I can't motivate you because that is a choice made by you, besides stop being a wimp and suck it up and just do it because you have been a trainer before". ( I cleaned it up a bit ).

Reading this started to bring me back to a militant state of mind ( I did my six years in the military and got out ) as I thought he is right and I make that choice today. My motivation began to return as I returned to the gym... well an apartment gym which blows but works. I would begin to try and find more motivation as I asked to be a rep for tiger fitness.  Marc would later talk in his Vlog how you shouldn't look for handouts and make it your own way which would bring me to where I am now.

I will build my body so I can become a sponsored athlete, or rep. I don't want to be a body builder I just want to be fit and help others be fit as well... Well i want to be jacked. How would I do this simple, I would track my journey online independent from handouts pushing only myself until I became sponsored or got an awesome rep job. Then I would invest all money I could to one day open a gym where I would find my final mecca of fitness. This is the story of the muscle professor.