I believe in fitness

Sometimes, as human beings we feel the need to lean on something that can enable us to achieve whatever we need to achieve. For most people its religion. As we all know, humans have their strengths and weaknesses- however, these weaknesses can be only fulfilled by seeking for a higher power which is religion.

Personally, me coming from a black family who is extremely spiritual have seen how my family responds in times of distress. They would start gathering everyone in the house, if possible friends to start praying. For them it’s their own way or the only way to strenghten their weaknesses.

Some people find comfort in their entourage, the people around them. It’s common for someone to ask a friend, family, coworker to meet for drink or have dinner when things are not going as expected. So, people would meet up, talk about their problems hoping to feel better after.

I, on the other hand, find it extremely hard to find comfort in anything i take part of until i’ve started training. I’m not going to talk about the struggle with obesity doing my childhood, that’s another story. However, I wish to highlight that being asthmatic and being obese did pose a problem to my health and my well-being.

You see, sleep do come easy to me. Sometimes, I spent two days without sleeping which can cause lots of problems to the brain and the rest of the body. I remember the first time I took part of soccer game I did not get a chance to play the entire game. Nearly  after one of  my teammates passed me the ball and i started running until I collapsed to the ground.

Facing death couldn’t stop me from trying again. I went back to the field about a week later and start playing again and again until my health got better. Since, I could play ball  for hours I decided to apply other methods to strengthen my body and promised myself I would never have a heart attack again.

I informed my uncle whom I lived with to let me join the gym in the neighborhood, but he refused because he believed I was too young. So I built myself a pair of dumbbells with scrap metals and did whatever comes in mind when it comes to exercises.

Being able to do 1 pushup and pull-up led me to do 10, then, 30. It was breathtaking to see how my body started developing. To tell the truth, I felt like I fit somewhere that fitness was the rock I could lean on. By the time I was 16, I was no longer overweight. I lost a lot weight which helped me to run faster as I kept playing soccer.

People from different neighborhood would come to watch me play. I would skip going to church just to play soccer for other teams. My presence and my skills were needed because I was nice with that ball.

Later on in life, I started going through a lot - maybe a lot at that time I thought I couldn’t handle. Everything in my life was upside down and there was no one to lend a hand. So, I turn to fitness. After I finished my first gym session I felt different. I felt better. Since, I started worshiping the iron. The more I workout, the better I became.

I own several bibles and I read most of them. I have many friends,but when I talk to them the feedback I get is not always what I’m seeking. Plus, I have tried many other things like meditating, going to the beach, read a book, and even shared how I feel with the closest people in my life and got nothing. The only thing I have found so far that does the job is working out - maybe is because the iron does lie. No matter what the issue I can always lean on the gym. The gym is my home and I believe in fitness.

I trust the Iron