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The last 3 years of my life have been awesome. I have a great job, beautiful daughter and supportive and beautiful wife. Sometimes I just sit around and think about how this all happened. How did I change from who I was into who I am? How did I become the ‘workout guy’? How did I walk away from that destructive lifestyle? I’m still trying to figure that out.

On September 24, 2011, I will be the exact same age (to the day) as my mother was when she died. She was 36. Diagnosed with colon cancer at age 34 – she had major surgeries, went through radiation, chemo therapy, had a colostomy bag and was in constant pain. This weekend I went to 2 Tiger games, one with my wife and one with 20+ friends of mine from the gym. We had a blast! At this time in my moms life, she was spending most of her days lying in an adjustable bed in our living room. She couldn’t walk, couldn’t eat. It was horrible. I was 14 and my brother Joel was 8.

My Mom never looked sick before she was diagnosed. There were no warning signs. She was short and petite. One day she didn’t feel good so she went to the Doctor. A few weeks later she was diagnosed with colon cancer.

My mom was great! she loved us as we loved her. When you’re 14 you really have no idea what to expect until it happens.

When she died, I couldn’t believe it. I mean, I was shocked. It was all over – done. I thought she was going to get better!

For the next 15 or so years I didn’t care about much. I liked to have fun and do what I wanted to do. I wanted to make money so I had nice stuff. I wanted to eat what I wanted to eat and didn’t want to do anything that took real effort. I don’t know if this was a result of what happened with my mom. It was just me. I didn’t care. Sometimes I would think about my mom and how she died so young – It would cross my mind that I would live how I wanted to live and if I died young at least I had fun! It scares me to think that I actually had this attitude.

I never knew what I wanted to do with my life after my mom died. Starting CrossFit helped me find my calling. It wasn’t just about the workouts, or the diet, or even the community. (all of those together are essential however) What happened for me was I started chasing after something else and doing something I enjoyed. I started to chase after something that I never really thought I could have – or cared to have – health and happiness. The more time I spent helping others the better I felt. And the happier I was. I can’t describe the feeling when somebody walks up to me and tells me about their accomplishment or reaching some personal goal. This is almost a daily event for me now! I no longer work for a corporation. My income is a fraction of what it used to be and I couldn’t be happier. I do what I do because it makes people better and I like seeing it happen. It’s gratifying and makes happy!

How did all this happen? I have no idea. I miss my mom greatly and she left us way too soon. One thing is for sure though – losing my Mom at the young age of 36 taught me to appreciate what I have. Even though I didn’t realize it until I turned 36.

Thanks Mom.