In the past five years I have worked as a server, a gym attendant, a bartender, a trainer, a skating instructor, a door-to-door vacuum salesman, a marketing editor and an office manager. Oh, and I spent a short amount of time working for a tuxedo company, where I spent my days trying to drown out my two female coworkers, in hopes of not developing an eating disorder as they couldn’t go thirty seconds without talking about god damn calories.
In addition to the slew of generally unrelated jobs, I’ve taken classes in everything from tourism to broadcast journalism to personal training.
To say that my education and career choices have been a little wishy-washy would be spot on. For the past couple years, I’ve been lucky enough to have an extremely cushy job that pays the bills while I’ve been figuring out exactly what it is I want to do, career-wise. And though I love my coworkers and truly enjoy my position, spending my days in an office is not in my long term plan.
What I’m getting at is:
I am completely fine that four years out of high school, I don’t have a fancy degree to my name. Everything I have accomplished has been on my own, and I have both a resume, and a personal life that I am very proud of. At the same time, I am finally at a place in my life where I am ready to move forward, on my own terms. No more chasing someone else’s dream. No more working my ass off for something I’m not absolutely passionate about.
So I’m jumping in:
I am an athlete. 98% of the magazines I have ever purchased have been fitness related. I have the tiniest jewelry box you’ve ever seen, but have five drawers and an entire closet devoted to workout gear, equipment and attire. I love running, skating, moving. When surrounded by dumb bells clanging and the soft hum of treadmills, I feel at home. I am no stranger to bruises, bumps and aching muscles. Last weekend I played right through a slash that caused my thumb nail to fall off. I love the way working out makes me feel, and I believe I have the determination, the tools, and the personality to spread that feeling to others.
I want to teach, to inspire, to empower.
I turn 23 on Thursday, and I have set a very solid, very realistic goal that I will be a personal trainer by the time I am 24.