When I was in the Marine Corps, I loved the morning field PT, formation runs, and marches. All of these PT styles were large group, loud motivation, and for the most part...fun. After leaving the Corps, I was not exercising outside of work, loading trucks, etc. Got really heavy, and unhappy.
Mary Giusti would invite me to OBC when she saw me around the church campus. I knew inside that I had to change my eating and health habits, and was scared to death to try to workout. Especially with a group, given how out of shape I was. First training day was in October 2009, pouring rain. Monsour ran the mile encouraging me while I mostly walked it. I loved the workouts, and being back outside in a group setting doing PT. The instructor team kept pushing me that month, and every month since. I decided to set a goal of becoming an instructor during my 2nd or 3rd month of bootcamp last fall. Those of you that have been instructors for a while may have lost sight of how much influence you have...maybe not. Mary's invitation and this teams encouragement have literally saved me from an early grave. I preach that message relentlessly. So my motivation was to hopefully encourage someone else to move past their fear and just start. Start exercising, start believing, start living. I feel more alive now at 38 than I ever did in my 20's.
I'm not where I want to be yet, but I'm light years ahead of where I was last year.
Shout out to Dori, my team leader for my first month of camp. Kept me, Audge, Kenneth and Kacklin straight. For the rest of you, if you encourage me and bug the crap out of me, shout out to you too....you know who you are, and I still need it.
Greg
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