Back in 1996, after graduating from uni with a sports science degree and deciding that the fitness industry wasn’t for me…

 …I started an alternative career in the world of male revue artistry. 

That’s just a posh way of saying I was a stripper and spent most nights of the week getting naked for cold, hard cash.  

This exciting and lucrative career came to an end in 2008 when I decided (reluctantly) to move to London to use my brain instead of my brawn. 

I arrived in London with my tail well and truly between my legs and my head down. I hadn’t “made it” in the world of entertainment and I was now going to have to work for a living.  

^^Cue the violins^^

For 8 years straight, I had an average of 40hrs of PT a week in a commercial gym to start with and then in a private personal training studio, just a stone's throw from “The Gherkin” in London financial district, the square mile. 

Although there were no wolves at the door, I’m going to be real and vulnerable with you. 

I felt trapped. 

Here I was, aged 43, doing OK, but with a 12-year-old daughter and a 1-year-old son, I hadn’t planned to be working hand to mouth at this age. 

So I thought - Where the hell do I go from here? 

There had to be a solution. 

How could I get great results with clients I didn’t even see?

How do I show clients how to train when I don’t ever see them face to face?

But you know what? 

When I’m in, I’m all the way in, 100% committed. 

I spent over £50,000 in the last 6 years on coaching, mentoring, seminars, books and learning the skills and whatever else it took to figure this out. 

And it paid off, I wrote my book, had helped over 250 clients to lose weight.