Aren't you going to fall in love with Brazil too?





























Summer is here boys! What best time to get fit other than summer?

You've done this too I'm sure. You look in the mirror and you see something that you don't like. A little belly perhaps, love handles? We all do it. We try to be fit during the summer months because everyone who has worked hard all winter long - going to the gym, working out and eating well are reaping the hard work they have done. They can go out shirtless as they walk on the street or we simply watch them walk around us and we wonder, "How did he get that kind of body?"




It's not too late. There's still time to catch up. If you haven't been to the gym since Fall of last year, you have to get up and go. Your ass was created to sit only when you're absolutely exhausted. You were created to move!

Imagine when men had to haunt for their family's food. They had no time to sit down by the television and wait for their beer to be handed to them! They had to go out and move to feed their family.

Work in our terms nowadays doesn't involve much physical work and therefore, we have to do more to keep our bodies in shape.

To get started, why don't we all go to the gym three times a week and spend 20 minutes each time running through the treadmill or using the elliptical machine. Possibly stationary biking would do you good if that's what you prefer. One thing we have to do is learn how to be always on the move so we can burn those calories.

If you want to look anything like these guys - - we have to start somewhere. Before we start lifting, let's lose some weight first.

Are you ready?



























I miss my personal trainer. He's the coolest guy ever!

It has been two years ago already since I hired a personal trainer to help me lose weight and get toned. I did it so that my roommate can get a deal on the training program since she doesn't earn much and didn't have the money to pay for that kind of amount for personal training.

I obliged. I'm a nice guy.

Then, I met the trainer. His name is Josh. A guy who is only 19-years of age but seemed to have his life all planned out. He graduated from high school and went right into becoming a personal trainer.

I did my first few sessions with him and while working out, we would kid around and we would talk. He always gave me a hard time at the elliptical machine and would it turn it up so high until I lose my breath just so that he could make fun of me.

I didn't mind it. I enjoyed my workouts with him.

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He lived literally a block away from my house and on his way home, he would pass by my house and we would sit and talk for hours. He would tell me about his plans, talk to me about his faith and simply everything and anything under the sun.

The first night we talked, we stayed in my patio for eight straight hours. Yes, just talking.

He reminded me of myself when I was a young kid. I had so many plans. There were hindrances to my plans but I knew somehow that I would break them and get through it all.

I admired him a lot (and of course I had a little crush on him too). At his young age, he really had his life ahead of him. He could choose whatever path he wanted to take and could be whatever he wanted to be.

He moved out of my area last year and he moved out west to be with his brother. He's doing well. We keep in touch on Facebook. He's got a girlfriend out there and seem to be doing fine with his personal training business.

I miss him and I miss my talks with him. I promised I would call him last Sunday but I forgot about it.

He will remain one of my good friends and hopefully even more in the years to come.