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Where do you start your fitness journey at? What or who influence you to get jacked, shredded, fast, strong, sexier, etc? How did you fall in love with your fitness sport? Let's hear a little history about where you guys/gals have been and came from in your life with fitness.
 
Nearly losing my dad 10 years ago.

For as long as I could remember he'd come home from work, sit in front of the TV until dinner, still in his work clothes, after dinner he'd get changed, sit back in front of the tv, eating shit food until 2 or 3am. Get up and take me to school, work 6 days a week. I'd barely see him. He was over weight and couldn't really run around with me outside as a kid.

Skip towards my last year of high school, he'd been sick for a month or so, lethargic, not eating much. Came home from taekwondo one night to find him sitting on the floor of the living room, asked why he was there, said he fell from his chair and had been there since i left for training, 3 hours prior. He couldn't get up, and could barely hold his own chin off his chest.

Ambo's took him to hospital where he had a bp of 300 on 130ish, brain swelling, kidney's failing and the docs said he probably wouldn't make the night. i've never cried so hard thinking I was going to lose my dad. He was 130kg, came out of hospital 70kg

He spent 3 weeks in ICU, 3 weeks in HDU, a day on general ward (before discharging himself home) ever since that day, he walks 6km 5 times a week, eats the healthiest i've ever seen, is full of energy and has gotten to a point where he doesn't need a kidney transplant anymore.

about 2 years later i jump on some scales and it read 130kg and i shit myself, thinking i'm now the same weight my dad was when he nearly died.

From that day i vowed to look after myself better.

I hit the gym, with the intention of getting as healthy as i could, i'm still a solid guy now and still 130kg, but dropped a heap of body fat and put on muscle. i do strongman lifting so i'm no bodybuilder chisiled from granite physique but happy where I am.

Also recently got diagnosed with secondary hypogonadism and have started permanent testosterone replacement therapy, which would have attributed to my struggles to lose weight and build musicle


So yeah, been an only child, nearly losing my dad when I was 16, ending up just as heavy as he was was the wake up call i needed.
 
I was working at the casino. I had to go for a physical to work in the vip room as they smoke and what now.
I stepped on the scales and it came up with "error", I tried again with the same result.
The women says to me what did you weigh the last time you weighed yourself? I couldn't answer it had been years.
I went home that night and thought to myself, am I going to continue down this path and die of a heart attack?
I signed up the gym the next day and never looked back. I weighed myself after a month and I was 149kg so I guess I would have been 160kg~
 
My Beginning has started nurmerous times lol...but i have started doing a lot of HIIT workouts at the moment to training for True Grit and then once over i plan on going back to the Beginner Workout and getting strong. All this is because of my own health, having Cystic Fibrosis and over the years losing a lot of people that were close to me from the same illness. I then got married and now have a daughter. So i gotta stay as healthy as i can to make sure im around long enough to see her grow up :).
 
Nearly losing my dad 10 years ago.

For as long as I could remember he'd come home from work, sit in front of the TV until dinner, still in his work clothes, after dinner he'd get changed, sit back in front of the tv, eating shit food until 2 or 3am. Get up and take me to school, work 6 days a week. I'd barely see him. He was over weight and couldn't really run around with me outside as a kid.

Skip towards my last year of high school, he'd been sick for a month or so, lethargic, not eating much. Came home from taekwondo one night to find him sitting on the floor of the living room, asked why he was there, said he fell from his chair and had been there since i left for training, 3 hours prior. He couldn't get up, and could barely hold his own chin off his chest.

Ambo's took him to hospital where he had a bp of 300 on 130ish, brain swelling, kidney's failing and the docs said he probably wouldn't make the night. i've never cried so hard thinking I was going to lose my dad. He was 130kg, came out of hospital 70kg

He spent 3 weeks in ICU, 3 weeks in HDU, a day on general ward (before discharging himself home) ever since that day, he walks 6km 5 times a week, eats the healthiest i've ever seen, is full of energy and has gotten to a point where he doesn't need a kidney transplant anymore.

about 2 years later i jump on some scales and it read 130kg and i shit myself, thinking i'm now the same weight my dad was when he nearly died.

From that day i vowed to look after myself better.

I hit the gym, with the intention of getting as healthy as i could, i'm still a solid guy now and still 130kg, but dropped a heap of body fat and put on muscle. i do strongman lifting so i'm no bodybuilder chisiled from granite physique but happy where I am.

Also recently got diagnosed with secondary hypogonadism and have started permanent testosterone replacement therapy, which would have attributed to my struggles to lose weight and build musicle


So yeah, been an only child, nearly losing my dad when I was 16, ending up just as heavy as he was was the wake up call i needed.

Thats a fuken great story, glad you and your dad got back on track.
Well done.
 
The first time I lived in a town with a gym was when I started uni at 19. I grew up in a culture that valued a combination of strength and endurance above all else. Strong was revered but only if you could keep it up all day. I was somewhere under 70kgs so I joined the gym during my first week in town and set about changing things. I guess bodybuilding training fit for me because it is more than a single effort.
 
Congenital spine issue. Stepfather lifted weights. Was handed a pair of dumbells at 9-10 years of age and told to strengthen the upper body "lift with arms, not back". Was benching 100kg, one armed chins etc...at 15 weighing under 70kg even with running 5-8km most mornings and lots of Tae Kwon Do training. Wish I had been told to squat when I was 10.
 
Started playing rugby at 11 - was always a "bigger kid" by the time I was 14 though I was 120kgs - had my 1st taste of rep style rugby/success in rugby at 14 and thought fuck this I want really focus my time on getting better - U14 season finished - I started walking 1-2 hours a day, doing small workouts at home (bicep curls/pushups/boxing etc) - by the time the U15 season started I was around 80kgs and had a fantastic season - was invited to join a ACT development squad, spent time at the AIS etc - got a free gym membership and the rest is history - the gym overtook rugby for many season...sadly.
 
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