I’m an ex-personal trainer who turned into a fat-ass after getting married, but the era of fat-assery is over.
“Fez” was my fraternity nickname. I was known for being that somewhat socially awkward, horny dude constantly on the prowl for hot chicks, but who would consistently get rebuffed.
This quality combined with my Spanish background led to me being given the nickname, ‘Fez.’ You know, from That 70’s Show.
Anyways, when I was younger, I used to always hear, “Don’t put the pussy on a pedestal!” But I never really grasped what that meant, exactly.
It would’ve saved me a lot of pain and heartache if I understood that it means more than just, “don’t idolize women” because that’s still a very fuzzy interpretation.
What the phrase, “don’t put the pussy on a pedestal” actually means is, don’t make your pursuit of women (or even finding “the one”) a false god. In other words, put everything in the correct priority.
The key here is, knowing what’s priority (or what should be priority) and what’s not.
For me, that would’ve meant to stop reading pickup blogs and fantasizing about women all day and instead focus on becoming a better man, pursuing my God-given destiny, and learning how to become a protector and provider for my future family.
That would’ve been a much, much better use of my time, rather than spending all my waking hours trying to figure out how I was going to get with this girl, or that girl.
So, instead of focusing all my attention on canned pick-up lines and how many approaches I needed to make in order to get X dates, with X dates equaling Y opportunities to get laid etc. what I really needed to be doing was bettering myself and becoming happy with who I was, first and foremost, without any woman in the picture!
The sad part is, I didn’t figure any of this out until I was in my late twenties! What’s worse, I didn’t even start thinking about what made me tick as a person, what I was meant to do with my life, or what my true passions and interests were until I was in my early thirties!
What a colossal waste of time! Please, if you’re reading this, don’t let this happen to you!
Bitten By The Iron Bug
By the time I decided that I wanted to start bettering myself and taking that endeavor seriously, I was around twenty-seven.
It all happened when I was working as a freelance writer and stumbled upon a powerlifting gym in the area. I interviewed the owner just for shits and giggles, but it later turned into an article about the impact he was having on the neighborhood’s youth because I was inspired by what he was doing and wanted to get the word out and help promote him. While I was there, I saw this picture on the wall of the first Mr. Olympia, Larry Scott, who had a physique I thought looked incredible. I wanted to have a physique like that!
So I decided that I was going to start reading bodybuilding blogs to learn what exercises I had to do to build that kind of muscle. I ended up creating a makeshift program for myself and began lifting and eating every three hours in order to put on as much muscle as possible.
After the first year of consistent training, I was amazed at how much muscle I was able to put on my frame in such a relatively short time-span!
But what was even more amazing was how lifting and bodybuilding made me feel! It made me feel like I was superhuman. I looked at the world through new eyes and saw opportunity where I didn’t see it before.
This feeling was so life-changing for me that it caused me to want to drop everything and become a personal trainer, which I did.
After some time, people were responding differently to me as well. Guys started calling me, “bro” and looked up to me like I was their big brother, or something.
Something clicked with the women too and many of them were suddenly open to my advances and even tried to flirt with me!
But now, it was different because women were not the center of my universe anymore, nor was I interested in becoming a man-whore (I saw how that turned out for a lot of friends of mine), or dating just anyone.
Now, I wanted someone with compatible goals and a similar lifestyle, someone who wanted to partake in a new, shared journey to fulfill our God-given destinies together!
Well, It took some time, but I finally found her! We met, dated for about two years and got married. I felt like I was on the top of the world!
How I Gained 50 Pounds Of Fat (My Heaviest Ever)
It’s one thing to be in shape when you’re young, single and have relatively few responsibilities, but it’s quite another when you’re married and working full-time in a soul-sucking job trying to make ends meet.
By this time in my life, I left personal training for a higher paying career that could better support my family, but through a series of unfortunate events, I lost that job and had to work as a closer for a window company, the only job available to me at the time.
This job required me to be sitting down driving for an average of 5-6 hours a day. If that wasn’t bad enough, I had to spend even more time sitting because the job required salesmen to take prospects through a lengthy sales process in order to close sales. I was basically sitting all day, every day, which is the worst thing for your health.
I would often come home at 10 or 11 o’ clock at night, a lot of times empty-handed and in hock from having to pay for my own gas to get to appointments.
I was the most stressed I had ever been. I stopped training completely and started eating more and more like crap because I was so miserable and depressed.
I was in and out of other jobs for the next few years that each took their toll on me both mentally and physically.
During this time, while I was focused on trying to find stability, I gained a total of about 50 pounds and ended up weighing 245 pounds altogether, which was a lot for my 5′ 8″ frame.
Not only did I feel bad about myself because of the way I looked, but I also felt like crap. I started having joint pain in my knees, ankles, feet and even my lower back, which prevented me from walking for long periods of time. I was at the lowest point in my life.
Time To Get Yoked
When I finally found some semblance of stability, I slowly started to take better care of myself. Little by little, I began to change my eating habits and take more of an interest in getting in shape (like I used to)!
This is around the time I started my fitness and bodybuilding blog here at FezGarcia.com
I also started applying what I would learn through writing articles and that’s how I lost 30 pounds! I managed to do this with just diet alone.
I knew that I couldn’t weight train effectively, as fat as I was, because I had too many aches and pains in my body that made me feel like an old man, but after losing 30 pounds, my joints suddenly stopped hurting and I could move around again! This encouraged me to start lifting weights and building muscle and that’s where I’m at now.
My plan is to get more yoked than I’ve ever been before, while charting my journey and sharing my experiences on my blog and podcast!
Come hang out and join me and let’s get yoked together!!
Your training partner,
