It started with Lou Ferrigno as The Incredible Hulk in 1977. He was one of my first crushes. I was eight. Whenever sad, lonely David Banner got angry and busted through his flannel shirt I swooned. When Lou Ferrigno came to the car show at the Philadelphia Civic Center, I got my mom to take me and waited in line for his autograph. He signed "Lou Ferr" in my Snoopy autograph book with a green felt-tip pen—GENIUS. I was enthralled.
In the 80s I had a Joe Weider bodybuilding book with Rachel McLish on the cover. I worshipped her greased physique and tried the tips and routines detailed inside but I didn't have enough equipment and basically had no idea what I was doing. After Rachel, I girl-crushed hard on Madonna with her amazing delts and dance moves. I will always have a soft spot for Madge.
In my twenties it was onto jogging and trying to be model thin. Running felt like a punishment and soon I found yoga, which took 90 minutes and left my back chronically sore. After a lackluster tour through physical therapy, chiropractic and acupuncture, a sports doctor urged me to "Strengthen, strengthen, strengthen." Literally, those were his words, and they changed my life.
In 2012 I tried kettlebell training. Memories of the Hulk and Rachel McLish resurfaced, gasping for breath, thankful to be alive. I haven't looked back since.
Now at 51, I am stronger and more conditioned than ever, and my self-esteem has busted through the seams of my once addled psyche. Sometimes I even go for a run, which is easier than ever, because of my training. And I don't do it to lose weight. I do it because I like it.
ACE-Certified Personal Trainer since 2013
RKC Certified Instructor
StrongFirst Levels 1 and 2 Kettlebell Instructor
Precision Nutrition Level 1 Coach
Ground Force Method Level 1
Born in '69, (still) married since '95, have 2 kids and 2 tiny rescue dogs.