But I promised you the story about how I got called "Santa Clause" by my best friend.
It was a kick in the soul that crushed me at the time.
Getting called "Santa" was one of the best things that ever happened for me. (See what I did there? "Happened for me." not "happened to me." A ninja mindset trick there.
Back to the story.
In college I gained a substantial amount of weight. I gained it from my double minor in beer and 2:00 A.M. burritos from Freebirds. I figured it was my last time to party before joining the working world. I deserved it. I was a Navy veteran, with distinguished service. So I basically said "fuck it" and drank and ate like a fiend.
I recall getting a pair of jeans at Ross with a 42" waist.
I think they had pleats.
After college graduation, I went up to visit my best friend who I had not seen in a year.
"Damn, Dave! You look like Santa Clause." he said.
He tried to back pedal, but his words crushed my spirit. It was a kick in the soul that I needed.
When you get a reality check like that, cash that motherf*cker.
At the time, I was reading health & fitness magazines like Muscle Media 2000, which was published by Bill Phillips. Bill at the time was a publisher and he had a supplement company called E.A.S. He used his magazines to popularize transformation stories via amazing "before" and "after" photos.
I got angry, fired up and signed up for the transformation content. I bought $300 worth of supplements each month for six months. I dropped 55 lbs of body-fat. I gained 20+ lbs of lean body mass. It was an amazing transformation. (stay tuned, I have a pic back at home, I'll post it tomorrow.)
Since then, health is a core value of mine. Yet as you know, 10 years ago, I got fat again... what happened then? and what changed?
I got fat 10 years ago because my back injury came back to haunt me. I re-entered the Veteran's Administration "healthcare" system. They put me on opiates and nerve blockers. I lost momentum due to being injured. I got depressed because of the pain. Started drinking too much again, and fell into the pattern of over eating.
Again, it was the best thing that happened for me.
Why? It was a Physical Therapist that suggested I try going to yoga.
I even got featured in Yoga Journal.
That was 9 years ago. I had no idea that I'd eventually teach yoga.
Over the last 9 years, I've spent thousands and thousands of hours on various mats. The search for a perfect mat is like the search for the holy grail.
Yoga mats are personal things. Some evoke feelings. Some don't. I've tried all the best premium mats, and when the idea for CombatMat came to me, It took me a long time to find a manufacturer that had the feel, toughness, non-slippy, yet luxe feel of the CombatMat.
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