I Was the Kid Who Didn't Make the Team.
I wanted to be a basketball player. Not a coach — a player. I wasn't naturally gifted, but I worked at it. Hours at the YMCA running drills I found online, buying programs, practicing alone. I thought if I just put in the work I'd get my shot.
I didn't make the team. It crushed me.
"I wanted to be the coach I wish I had. That's still the whole mission."
Then came the injuries. Osgood-Schlatter's, a stress reaction, sciatica, chronic shoulder impingement. I went to orthopedic doctors and physical therapists and got nowhere. Actually got worse with some of the treatment — including being put in a brace that made things worse, not better. I felt failed over and over. Nobody could tell me why things hurt or what to actually do about it.
So I decided to figure it out myself. I studied Applied Exercise Science at Springfield College — one of the top programs in the country. I took on internships with coaches at the Division I and professional level. I earned my CSCS. Along the way I made real progress — but what stuck with me was how different that experience was from everything I'd been told to do before.
At some point I realized the goal had shifted. I didn't just want to get better — I wanted to help other people not go through what I went through. 7+ years in, that's still the whole mission.
Fair warning: I'm goofy, I joke around, and sessions usually end up being kind of fun. But I take your results seriously.