MILESTONES--nothing like kidney stones

From the time I was in High School, I've always worn a size 34 waist pants.  Whether its jeans, slacks, shorts, the number has always been at least 34.  In darker times I have had to relent to size 36, because there isn't an abundance of size 35's.  It's one of those things. Something becomes a constant for long enough that it then becomes a universal truth of sorts.  Like the Sun rising and setting.  There's no GOOD reason to assume the Sun will come up tomorrow.  But now we're getting into Epistemology and that's not my aim for this post.

 

Yesterday, I HAD TO BUY SHORTS THAT WERE A SIZE 33!!!

 

I cannot adequately describe what this is doing to my mind right now.  I'm pursuing this seemingly silly task of TRYING to look like a comic character, and getting WAY closer than I thought was possible.

 

Four years ago, when I first became a Personal Trainer, I weighed in at 225 and was rehabbing 2 injured forearms.  I have no idea what BF% and really, I'm OK NOT knowing.  Starting this process 4 years later has shown me how far I've come.  I find myself remembering back to when I could barely HOLD a barbell for fear my grip would fail WHILE I'M DOING SETS OF 10 or 50 PULL UPS!!!

 

I'm seeing the usefulness of Cross fit.  I ALSO see, there's a select few who can just jump in and participate.  A good trainer will see that and advise current and future clients accordingly.  When "THE ROAD" ends, I see myself continuing this line of training.  I will never give up my NASM training, nor will I abandon the OPT model.  But when I get to that 5th phase in the model, I will have something else waiting as opposed just recalibrating or bouncing back down to the strength phase.