Chris Powell: My Training Inspiration

822xImage: ABC

Chris Powell is known around the world as a weight loss guru, transforming not only body image, but the way people feel about themselves as well. Every summer, ABC’s hit show Extreme Weight Loss comes back, and I find myself inspired, not that I could lose more weight or eat healthier, but that I could help others, and even if I was half as good as Powell, lives would be changed for the better.

I’ve talked about my inspiration before, needing to get fit for races, preparation for miles that I haven’t even thought of in six or seven months, but when it comes to Chris Powell, the inspiration comes from a different place.


I know that the picture is blurry, but that is an 11 or 12 year old version of me, at a solid 150 lbs, give or take. At my heaviest I weighed in right around the 180-190 range, and stood a whopping 5’2″, and that is why I find comfort in watching Chris Powell, knowing that he is able to help those people that continually live in the discomfort and agony that I at one time knew.

In relation to the show, I’d sit, summer after summer, telling my family that I could do that if I just had the education for it, but Public Relations isn’t a job at a gym. After putting in so much time to get an education that you think you need, or want, it’s easy to trap yourself into the mentality of searching for the perfect job at the perfect startup or firm, but every time you see your source of inspiration, you think about how you could be doing that if you hadn’t invested so much into your formal education.

But that’s when Paige came through for me again, deciding to invest in me and pushing me to further myself.

One day on a Randall’s Island run, what we consider our long runs mainly because they’re outside, she turned to me and told me to take some of our leftover wedding money, find the right certification process and get personal trainer certified.

Because of how fast I can write, she wasn’t concerned about me picking up freelance writing jobs, but knows that I exceed when it comes to working hands-on and with other people; for me to work at a desk all day would wear on me, and she recognizes that. Instead of letting another year go by, full of me saying what I could probably do, she’s called me on it, telling me to go for it, and instead of talking about it, to prove that I can make it happen.


So that’s what I’m doing. Thanks to Chris Powell’s inspiration, and a firm push from Paige, I am now plowing through functional anatomy and biomechanics in pursuit of becoming a certified personal trainer.

Using Equinox as my gauge, I came across the National Council on Strength & Fitness, NCSF, and ordered my study materials to knock it out.

As I said at the beginning, Chris Powell is an inspiration to people around the globe to pursue a healthier version of themselves, and maybe it’s the combination of Paige’s encouragement and my inner fat kid, but I’m taking his attitude to heart and making this happen.

Whether it’s “thinspiration” or “body confidence” there’s no excuse to not be healthy, and there’s no excuse to not be better. For that, I’ll thank Chris Powell for encouraging so many to be better versions of themselves.

Don’t Do It: Juice Cleanse


I like juice. I like being clean. A juice cleanse can’t be that bad, right?

Unfortunately, it doesn’t work that way.

This isn’t our first bout with juice cleanses, Paige has done one before, but with the amount of ginger and vegetables that I wouldn’t eat even if they were in a salad with a whole bottle of ranch on them, I couldn’t do it.

Why change my mind? New product meant a new taste, I thought that was a pretty safe assumption. So with the wedding three weeks away, and wanting to look our best, I agreed that I would try the juice cleanse too, that it couldn’t be that bad, and we would pursue our best bodies together.

On the menu: Juice Press raw/organic juices. The Pink Punk, from the picture above, was my introduction to the newest option. It has pineapple, strawberry, and beet juice, a strange combination, but a good one.

Only problem with the Pink Punk… The way it punches you in the throat when the ginger kicks in.

Ginger is supposed to help quell hunger, to manage how hungry you feel and trick you into thinking that you’re full. Despite how much I hate it, I have to admit that I think it works, since the Pink Punk and a handful of chips is basically all I ate yesterday, and felt full.

Other than the ginger, I haven’t figured out how to stomach the green juices, from any company, without feeling like I want to vomit. It’s as if I want to like it, but after the third drink I’m looking for the steak and potatoes to offset the sudden influx of veggies sloshing their way through my stomach.

Luckily, I picked up a new box of Clif Bars, just in case, so there is something other than the juices for me to find some type of sustenance. In the end, the juice cleanse isn’t an awful option for halfway healthy, quick weight loss and weight management. I, however, will remain firm in my belief that really you can eat whatever you want as long as you burn the calories.

If you put in the food, you have to put in the work, and if you’re willing to do that, you get to enjoy food and life.