My Story
I won’t drone on for too long or try to give you some sob story about how life has been so difficult to this stage.
I’ll just keep it brief. I have made a lot of mistakes over the years. Especially when it comes to my own health.
I was always the chubby kid growing up. The one everyone nicknamed dusty Bin because I’d finish their leftovers if I had the chance. It was a running joke in family that I was the chunky lad but I never really understood the effect of it until I decided I’d had enough and wanted to lose some.
Unfortunately I knew nothing about nutrition or health in general so from a young age that led to developing an eating disorder called Bulimia as a binge/purge subtype. I was still the dusty bin as far as everyone knew but what I did after that they were non the wiser.
fast forward a few years I decided I wanted to join the military as a Royal Marine. That didn’t exactly go according to plan when I was half way through the testing process and ended up breaking my hand which led to me not being able to continue.
It all went a bit downhill from there. my disorder switched from less of the purging and more of the binging without any sign of control I put on a lot of weight working desk jobs and generally just feeling sorry for myself.
Something had to change I felt like I needed to do something more with my life and that was when I made the decision to become A firefighter in the SFRS and it was the best time of my LIFE! I loved every moment of it I developed a lot of knowledge of strength and conditioning training through this time while coaching a few of the lads in the station helping them out where I could and I became OBSESSED with my health and being the absolute best that I can be. 
BUT… guess what? That plan got shafted too 🤣 I was in a training Rat Run where we practiced confined spaces and crawling through darkness, when THE WALL COLLAPSED!! And it came down and broke 3 fingers on my OTHER hand? 🤦🏼♂️
That led to issues with my grip and some nerve damage in my hand due to it being a compound fracture (I won’t describe that it’s Grimm). I fell behind from the rest of the crew due to being out on my arse for so long after the accident and after that and many other Stacks piled up over the next 3 months I had leave the service.
This was where it got difficult. My head completely fell off and I just went in to a pit of “nothing ever goes right so why bother”. I liked the weight on again and again and the ED made a comeback heavier than it ever was.
I was bigger than I’d ever been. At a height of 19 stone I was just existing not living. 
It took something different and something special to change my mentality and it was.
My daughter was trying to run around and play with me one day and I had to sit down after the first 3 minutes because I was completely exhausted and trying to catch my breath. She wanted me to get up but I just needed to sit down. This was the moment that changed EVERYTHING she turned to me in tears and said “you can never play with me you always have to sit down!”
WOW! I have never in my life felt a pain like that and I’ve stepped on several plugs. I say there seeing her sulk in the corner of the room and I had no idea how bad it was.
That same Night. I joined up at JD gyms Stoke and I have been in there every chance I get from that day. I developed an obsession over my health. Making myself the best and strongest dad possible and a promise to her that I would NEVER let her down like that again.
Thats why I say I know how this feels. I have hit the very bottom of the barrel and climbed back out.
YOU CAN DO IT Its never too late to start it only matters that you starts. With the right support We can do this together and create a whole new life for you.
