They laughed… They were right…

 

…almost.

Taking you back a few years again..

Maybe 6 or 7…

 

I was 27, newly single (woo hoo!), training like a machine and loving life.

 

Training twice a day on most days, 3 times if I was bored, lots of PTs, gym shifts too, and plenty of sparring to keep me sane.

 

Wheat free, dairy free, FUN free I’m sure they called me.

 

But I was happy. Life was simple then.

 

So, so simple.

 

Eat, sleep, train, repeat. Maybe train twice.

 

Good times.

 

Calm as a hindu cow.

 

At one with myself.

 

Ripped to shit, fit as fuck.

 

I remember clients laughing at me when I’d describe my daily routine. “Just you wait…” the words of the wise.

 

So what changed?

 

Life.

 

Think of it this way…

 

Shaolin monks- they’ve got the right idea.

 

But it’s not the worldly possessions that fuck us up- it’s worldly reality!

 

Running a business, paying the mortgage, having kids- school runs, holidays.

 

I wouldn’t change a thing, but I get it now, those words from the wise.

 

 

So after another 6am trip to A&E with the little man yesterday, yep, I definitely get it.

 

He’s fine, but a severe bout of croup, a paramedic visit and a ride in an ambulance later, all add up to a pair of stressed-out parents.

 

So yes, I do get it when people used to laugh at my version of reality back in the day.

 

But I’m not going to tell you about how I still managed to deal with it because I’m amazing. Ya-hawn.

 

I want to give a shout out to my man Martin who after less than a month’s worth of training is now officially in the zone.

 

The weight is dropping off, his fitness is coming back faster than he imagined, and his clothes are fitting better

 

But more importantly his son thinks he’s a legend, his wife thinks he’s a legend, and so consequently he’s walking round feeling like. . . a bit of a legend.

 

Obviously he’s got the best trainer in town, but most importantly of all- his head is the right place.

 

And do you think we’re going hell for leather? Ten sessions a week like a 28 year old wreckin machine?

 

Jog on mate.

 

2 PTs and 2 classes per week – if we’re lucky!

 

Man’s gotta work you know.

 

Plus his Missus has to get her hair done and he has to look after the kids- eh T?

 

Diet wise I’ve given him two rules to follow. That’s it.

 

He’s currently working away for ten days, but I’m getting diet and training updates, and I can honestly say I’m impressed.

 

Like Jonesy used to say- the onus is on you now. And this guy is running with it.

 

So yeah, life does get in the way, but with the right mindset, advice and support, ‘the Dad-bod can do one’.

 

On that bombshell,

I am out.

 

Alex “always wanted to be a monk” Backhouse

Alex

Being in the fitness industry for over 12 years, I've seen it all. The fads, the hype and the stuff that really works. I've seen my own body and training have to adapt to family life as my kids have come along and turned my world upside down in the best possible way, and I've done my best to stay at the top of my game throughout.

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