My journey.

My right ankle was shattered after an 8 foot jump off a snow bank to impress my older brother when I was 13; I had a year of sciatica, that put me in the hospital for a week with severe spinal pain, (narrowly escaping surgery for an exploratory romp through my vertebrae.) I broke my left shoulder riding a dirt bike. I broke my right leg in a groundhog hole sledding with my son. I had a series of hand, foot and knee infections that all required surgery and IV antibiotics to prevent an amputation from serious infections. I had medial meniscus knee surgery, gained 25 pounds and watched my blood sugar climb, (fasting levels routinely over 115mg/dL), putting me square on the path of metabolic disease. As if that was not enough, I almost died from one of two pulmonary embolism episodes, (four blood clots in my left lung and later, another three clots in my right lung.) I have been beat up by sport, infected by nasty bacteria, twisted up by stupidity and almost killed by a genetic propensity to have blood that wants to clot like Wolverines’ in X men.

So, that was my starting point. Beat up, riddled with aches and pains, over weight, eating a crappy diet with no energy and, having to buy 38” waist pants instead of my old 34”s. That was the last straw! I was tired of feeling like I had no control over my declining health.

I had been close to dying once for sure. That was enough. It made me reconsider dying all together. When I was young, I pictured myself going out in a blaze of glory, or at least doing something gloriously fun with someone I loved until my number was up. I was horrified by the likely hood that if I did not change my lifestyle, I would die in a hospital bed, being tortured with blood draws, IV needles and surgeries, very slowly, over many years.

I finally decided to make my health a priority. It was clear that doctors were there to patch me up from my stupidity, but they were not there to teach me about staying healthy. So, my long trail of learning and trying, learning and failing, learning and kind-of succeeding, learning and failing less, learning and winning more, learning and getting stronger, learning and getting fitter and finally, after years and years of this, I learned that learning was the secret.

 So I learned. I read everything. I researched every healthy intervention I could self administer. After ten years of learning, I became certified by the National Association of Sports Medicine as a nutrition coach. I blended that knowledge with my BS degree in Biology, my 24 years in the medical business and my self study efforts. I learned by following the leaders in the field of metabolic health and I learned by doing my own “N” of “1” experiments on myself to learn what worked for me. I learned what MY path looked like to live the rest of my life to the fullest and the healthiest.

What’s next?

I want to help you make YOUR path easier and faster than mine was.

Are you ready for 100 Fit Years?