Coach Beef Training

Meet my newest client… ME

I am putting myself on a nutrition and workout plan for the first time in 20’years. I always eat and lift quite well but this year I’m taking it up in a notch.

I will be tracking my progress on INBODY and staying very focused. The goal is to keep my muscle mass and lean out without losing strength or energy.

High Protein, carbs and fats for energy.

Who’s with me?


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Some of what I have learned this year.

Special shout out to those who have helped me grow this year. There’s many more but just a few

for helping me I could never do it without your help.

To my PT & coaching clients there are too many to name but thanks for believing in my system. It’s not your typical program but it works for life when you apply it.

My wife it’s been a really really challenging
year but we always get through it.

to all my loyal clients thank you and a special shout out to **tz10 for being my biggest cheerleader!

And to a few who showed up and offered support when I didn’t expect it (there’s more of you im sorry if I forgot you)


“Where you want to go? How much you want to risk? I’m not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts.”

Rocky

I told you we would go grey together and you didn’t let me down. My heart hurts but my soul is at peace.

Rocky 2007-2023

When I first got you I had no idea what I was doing. Weeks of sleeping with my fingers in your cage so you could lick them and feel safe. Little did I know was that you would become my protector.

You came with me to work every single day for ten years. You brought chaos and peace at the same time. You were exactly how I try to be. Tough as nails on the outside and soft as s**t emotionally. I know you loved me even tho the second Alex moved in I was second fiddle. You two had a love like I have never seen before. She held you until your last sigh because that’s what you would have wanted.

Things changed for us when I went into a really hard time and deep depression. Wherever I went you were there. When I couldn’t get out of bed for hours on end you lay there pinned up next to me. You helped me find myself after 38 years and I am forever grateful for it.

The past few years have been so hard to watch. You were not the pup you used to be anymore but you so desperately wanted to even up to today when you tried again to jump off the couch like you used to.

As sad as it was to watch you pass today it was the first time I saw you sleep like you used to when you were well..you still. At rest, snoring and with a little piece of that tongue hanging out.

I will miss you licking my ears, dragging my on the longest 1 block walks ever, gnawing on steak bones and just loving me and understanding me when it felt like I couldn’t go on anymore. You were a gift from somewhere special.

I am truly sorry for losing patience and if I ever hurt your feelings. I never meant to and would give anything to spend another day with you how I remember you.

I love you and I will come find you when my work here is done.

I’m broken but I’m so healed

“I gave you the best of me and you said goodbye.”

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We are more than our bodies. I don’t train to be big and show off my muscles. I train because it frees me, it helps me deal with my s**t.

I know I’m different because I’m not afraid anymore and I show up when most can’t. I know I make some people uncomfortable and that’s ok too.

I am more than just my body

The Start Line

A place where you can see an array of every emotion possible.

Pride for those who have trained for months and are reflecting on their journey.

Fear of a distance unknown or a possible injury.

Sadness for many are running to remember someone they have lost.

Hope to accomplish something that nobody thought they could ever do.

If you ever have the courage to train for a race I explore you to spend a minute at the line looking around. You will see smiles, tears, prayers, people singing and many anxious jitters. For the start line is the most important point of the race. It’s the point that takes the most courage to show up to. It’s a collection of eager souls running for themselves, for those who can’t and for those who can’t…yet.

It’s leaving your comfort zone and going to a scary place but looking around and realizing there’s hundreds or thousands of other people doing the same thing. That in fact, despite your negative self talk, you’re not alone, you’re not the only one.

This is not about the distance, it’s not about winning. It’s about a collection of small steps, it’s pain, it’s power in the ability to tell your caveman brain that “fight or flight” is not an option. You’ve shown up to the Colosseum with no armour on. You’re ready to face and fight the demons and the voices that you know are waiting on your shoulder to pay you that familiar visit when it starts to hurt.

“Quit now and all the pain will go away.” But, you’re not that person anymore and you have an army around you of people who have a battle to win. The medal isn’t a participation trophy, it’s evidence that you went to war with yourself and you went the distance.

I can’t wait to go back to this scary place soon. To remind myself who the f**k I am. To stack proof and to validate yet again the 20 relentless years of work I’ve put into myself and to honour the kid who didn’t think he was worth anything. Finally for those who can’t, whether it’s disease or disability, others would give everything for this opportunity and this is something I don’t take lightly.