Blog 4: A journey up the mountain called healthy living: Meet the blogger
Hi everyone! Over the past few weeks we’ve touched on a few topics in the health industry. Due to the limited amount of time this blog has been open, I’ve tried to cast a wide net over a few topics in the field of healthy living and hit the big parts of a journey up the mountain called healthy living. In case you missed my last few posts, here is a quick recap on what we all covered. Week one is about taking the first step up a mountain called healthy living and showing acknowledgement in the process. Week two touches on a booming fitness industry trend/lifestyle, CrossFit. My third post leaves a few golden nuggets of advice for getting started in the right direction with a some tips and tricks on living healthy. Finally, this last blog post is taking a “meet the author” stance as I tell you about my personal journey towards healthy living. These past few weeks have been more focused on being educational and broad, so now it’s time to hopefully be inspirational by showing it’s always possible to make a change.
The start of a bad lifestyle:
Growing up, I was always one of the larger kids at school. We played kickball, tag, basketball, baseball, etc. all at recess and then back to class. When I would go home, the first thing I’d do is turn on the TV and sit there. Hours would pass and then I would either be playing video games or watching TV until it was time for me to go to bed. I was always into video games growing up and looking back, it distracted me from a lot of other things out there in the world to enjoy. My daily lunches were packed as sandwiches and chips with my Pokémon cards in my pocket.  I was just a little kid with no idea of what I was putting into my body and the habits I was creating. I played sports like volleyball and basketball, but always seemed to be less athletic than the rest of my classmates. Then to top of things, I had come to find out I had athletic asthma, not exactly a prime condition when you want to be running around with your friends playing sports.
High School: The start of a change.
As high school came, I had finally grown out of my athletic asthma. This may seem like a great thing, and it was! However, my years of sedentary lifestyle had caught up to me. The summer before freshman year I had decided to do the summer gym session as well as the strength and conditioning class I needed for my high school requirements. For the next eight weeks I was in gym class for a three-hour time frame five times a week and three days a week I was going through strength and conditioning. I can’t explain the exhaustion I felt being so out of shape. I would get done late morning around ten-thirty and go home only to fall asleep from the exercise I had just completed.
Entering my fall semester of freshman year, I was about 5’8” and 220lbs. Now as I’m sure you can picture, I was not exactly what you would call in shape. I was determined to make a change as it came to be that most of my friends in high school played sports and/or were athletic. I started working out with one of my friends and through growing up and getting taller as well I began to thin out. Many of my friends played football, so a lot of our workouts were strength based and had a little bit of cardio as a warm up. I also began cutting out certain things from my meals like chips and soda.
Swimming away:
Fast forwarding to my junior year, I was still overweight and contained small amounts of muscle mass. I remember sitting in the library one day for a class with one of my friends and discussing it. I told him I was looking to go on a stricter diet and do a sport like wrestling. My dad was a wrestler growing up and always talks about how good of shape he was in and the cuts to lose weight for tournaments. He looked at me like I was the dumbest person that he had ever seen. I still remember when he turned to me and said “don’t be a wrestler, join the swim team. You get to eat as much as you want, get in shape, and lose a ton of weight.” It was like I had just got struck by lightning. The next week, I signed up for the swim team and started down the road to one of the most monumental moments of my life.
For those of you that did swim team in high school, you know that season runs through the winter months of November, December, and January. Throughout these three months we swam roughly 3-3.5 miles a day and had drylands three times a week. Drylands are core and bodyweight movements designed to make you a stronger swimmer. The only off day we had was on the day of a meet (competition). In addition to the daily 3-mile swim and three days of drylands, I was also still lifting weights with one of my friends who happened to be a captain of the swim team. Now this may seem like a ton of volume, but I was determined to make a change and when it came time to go practice I felt energized. At first, I started falling asleep in my classes, but by adding more food into my diet I was able to scrounge up enough energy to make it through the day.
Finalizing my first and only season as a swimmer, I swam over 200 miles in three months. Starting out the season I weighed about 195lbs. at 6’4”. Ending the swim season in January, I was 153lbs. I had lost near everything my early age sedentary life had packed on and was now in a different boat. I needed to gain some muscle mass! This realization began the start into another monumental moment in my life: CrossFit.
CrossFit and my future:
The spring after my junior year I was looking for a way to stay in the shape I had gotten to from swimming and stumbled upon CrossFit online. At first my parents were extremely cautious as they had the normal worries of it being too dangerous for me to try, but eventually they came around. Unfortunately, a week into my start, so did my prior injury. I had always had knee pain, but just assumed it was from tight muscles, not a torn meniscus. I had to undergo surgery and physical therapy, enduring a long four months of laying around doing nothing right after I had gotten in shape! I spent my days watching CrossFit videos and eating healthy food, anything I could to prepare myself for the day that I could finally go back to start again.
I began my CrossFit journey and gained back much of the weight I previously held in the form of muscle. Over the past four years I’ve been lucky enough to be a part of four CrossFit communities, compete in several CrossFit competitions, and go on multiple trips with the friends I’ve made through the gym. I traveled to Colorado, Utah, Missouri, and a few other places all with CrossFit at the source. It has become a staple in my life as a means of healthy living through nutrition, exercise, friends, and travel. It is also how I came to realize I wanted to pursue a doctorate in Physical Therapy after finishing my undergraduate degree.
Still climbing:
My journey to healthy living started with high school, and really kicked into gear with swim team my junior year. I remember the day I woke up and decided to make a change. Obviously given my age it was a little more drastic than most people’s goals or changes will be, and that’s ok! I started with just cutting out small things like chips and soda, and for a lot of people that’s a health change that makes a big difference! Like I said in the previous blogs: the steps don’t have to be leaps, they can be baby steps. So long as they keep you moving forward. The big changes of my journey have occurred over the past five YEARS.  Notice years is capitalized. I talked in the first blog I ever wrote about how healthy living is a journey up a mountain. Journeys are long processes. Don’t expect things to happen overnight, you can make great progress in just 12 weeks by staying disciplined and remembering that what you’re chasing is a worthy fight! Enjoy the journey, make some friends, and start your climb up a mountain called healthy living! I promise it will be worth the effort.










