Me and offices don't get on

I was one of those kids in school who just could not sit through an hour-long lesson of something I really didn't care about. For example, French. Now I think speaking a different language would be awesome but in year 7 when I am still learning English this just did not interest me. I was a pain in the arse for my teachers in school because I would always get my work done to a good standard then just dick around, or dick around whilst getting my work done. I was never a bad kid I was just bored.

Then I left school and went to work in retail. Retail was great as it was just more time to get the work that needed doing done then just dick around. Perfect, paid to have some fun with work friends and occasionally help a customer or two. At this time, I got offered a job coaching my local boroughs indoor rowing team for the London Youth Games event. I thought why not I am to injured to compete anymore might as well give coaching ago. No idea what I was doing or going to say but I made it work. Made some mistakes along the way but managed to absolutely clean up at that years event and won manager of the year.

At this point I decided A levels were not for me. So, I got presented 2 options. Go work in an office earning a very generous wage but basically as I saw it just another cog on the wheel for a big company. Or risk everything and carry-on working part time in retail whilst starting to work part time in sport for my local borough. I imagined myself getting suited up every day and standing on a busy rush hour train (I fucking hate trains and even more I hate rush hour. I could not think of anything worse) to then sit at a desk asking people how their weekend was and how are the family all that jazz, to then stand on a busy train once again at rush hour (We know how I feel about this).

I decided that would make me miserable and while I would be earning less money and no guaranteed work, I decided to opt to carry on with my weekend contract in retail and then start building some traction in coaching.

Fast forward 10 years and we arrive at today where my life consists of being a personal trainer, rowing coach, Olympic weightlifting instructor and very happy person. I decided I just couldn’t do the monotony or something every day in an office and that I would just get depressed. I am so glad I made that decision, every day I get to wake up and actually make a difference, weather that be teaching my client that the latest fad diet is a load of shit or helping a rowing hit a PB I am actually making a difference and love my job.

Because this is my life, and I am happy I put everything I can into my work and make sure I am giving you the best product I can no matter what you are after. Want proof? Drop me an email with what you want to achieve, and I will tell you how we can work together to achieve your goal.

P.s This is a standard morning for me now days.