Through this health & fitness lifestyle, I have made some great associates, some of which I have become what I would consider friends—-even though we may have never met in person.
Oftentimes I seem to connect with individuals that aren’t necessarily the typical competitive body-builder/fitness competitor-type.
I call this circle “The Island Of Misfit Toys” after the Christmas program that plays every year.
The toys in the program are flawed in some way. There’s a toy airplane that can’t fly, a water pistol that squirts jelly, a bird that swims, a bear with wings, and a “Charlie” in the box.
You get the idea, flawed in some way, but they bring a unique and refreshing perspective to the world that surely is in need of it.
A few years back I was fortunate to meet a great guy and we would joke about our deficiencies hence I deemed us “The Island Of Misfit Toys.”
Without getting into details this man I speak of was a true gentleman but had all sorts of challenges in his life.
Everyday was a battle for him but he was so inspirational as he dedicated his whole life to training people that were also dealing with various challenges.
He trained people with severe arthritis, the morbidly obese, and people suffering from all sorts of ailments, all the while dealing with his own personal demons.
He would describe techniques he would use for clients suffering with various debilitations and how he would personalize programs for each particular client he trained.
Everybody received a personal touch and his clients absolutely loved him.
Purely speculation here on my part, but I believe like myself his own training was his meditation and escape from the world.
We would talk about training and ideas all the time and once I asked him how does he get himself to workout when he is going through a particular tough time as this was so prevalent in his life.
He laughed and said “You know, believe it or not no one has ever asked me that.”
He told me on the particularly rough days, he would tell himself “Just ten minutes.”
Basically he would commit to only ten minutes to working out, that’s it.
If that went fine he would commit to another 10 minutes and so on.
He would have a lazer sharp focus for those ten minutes and put every ounce of himself that he had into it.
I think that is a great concept. You can do just about anything for ten minutes.
My friend unfortunately passed away on his birthday late last year, but I will forever remember him and the advice and encouragement he gave me.
His legacy lives on in the lives he touched and whoever came into contact with him was better for it.
He was a gentle soul, extremely knowledgeable, and unbelievably giving. The world suffers without him.
R.I.P. my friend. You are missed.