I walked into a gym for the first time in 2007. I was 16 years old. 55kg. 170cm. And I was terrified.
Not of the weights. Of the people.
I was afraid they would look at me. Judge me. See that I did not belong.
But something inside me said stay. I call it stubbornness.
By 2008 something shifted. I stopped going because I had to. I started going because I needed to. That difference changed everything.
By 2010 I was coaching others. Over the next 9 years I trained 350+ athletes across
CrossFit, strength training, boxing, swimming, and functional movement.
Then in 2019 I stopped. An injury. Life. Burnout. Personal things that knocked me down at the same time.
I stayed away for years.
But the gym never left me. Every time I was lost — a new business decision, a hard season, a moment where I could not hear my own voice — I went back. Not always to train. Just to be there.
And every time, I came back knowing what to do next.
In 2026 I returned. Not to prove anything. To help the people who are where I was in 2007 — and have no one to guide them.