Certifications & Specializations

Let’s rewind to the '90s and early 2000s. I was a kid drifting like a leaf in the wind—sports obsessed, always joking around, but secretly shy and drowning in self-doubt. I had no direction, no real dreams, and no idea who I wanted to become. I numbed the uncertainty with cheap beer, fast food, and avoidance.

By my 20s, anxiety and depression owned me. Anytime life hit hard, I’d curl up and shut down. But deep down, there was always a spark—a stubborn, resilient part of me whispering that I could be more.

Then life hit like a freight train.

After college, I landed a soul-crushing corporate job: more demands, less pay, zero fulfillment. In 2013, I left to chase hope by starting my own business. Three months later, my girlfriend walked out. By the end of the year, my business collapsed, my bank account drained, and I was spiraling. Alcohol kept the anxiety fire burning and every day felt darker than the last.

New Year’s weekend 2014 became my breaking point.
After a brutal bender, I woke up shaking, anxiety crushing my chest like a vice. I stared in the mirror at someone I didn’t recognize—pale, hollow, empty.

Driving in the car that weekend, my dad looked at me and said five words that snapped me awake:

“Snap out of it. Get your life together.”

Those words cut deep. My parents adopted me as a baby from a chaotic third-world environment and gave me love, stability, and a second chance at life. I was wasting it.

That moment flipped a switch. No one was coming to save me. I had to rise.

So I fought.

I hit the gym. I cleaned up my diet. I studied everything—mindset, fitness, mobility, strength, recovery, nutrition. I became obsessed with mastering the human body and my own mind. It wasn’t glamorous. Picture me in a cramped NYC apartment with three strangers, choking down kale, scribbling notes at 2 AM, training at 6 AM until my body shook.

I stumbled. I failed. I overtrained. But every mistake taught me something. And every win fueled me.

The deeper I went, the more I realized I owed it to myself—and to the parents who gave me a second chance—to rise and become the strongest version of myself.

Through years of trial and error, I cracked my own code: smarter training, real recovery, optimized nutrition, mindset rewiring, and mobility work that rebuilt me from the ground up.

Anxiety loosened. Strength grew. Clarity sharpened. I rebuilt my body. Then I rebuilt my life.

But the mission didn’t truly become clear until I realized this wasn’t just my fight.
I knew what it felt like to be stuck, lost, broken, and out of control. I knew what it felt like to want more from yourself but not know how to get there.

So I built a system—not from theory, but from battle-tested experience—to help others rise from the same trenches I crawled out of.

Today, I’m not here to impress you.
I’m here to lead you.

I’m not a guru.
I’m the guy who hit rock bottom, stopped making excuses, rebuilt his health, and transformed his life one decision at a time.

If I can rise, so can you.
And I’m here to show you how.