I realized something painful…
I hadn’t done a good enough job explaining what I had learned.
This website is my attempt to change that.
The truths that saved my life — and my father’s — might save yours.
For most people his age, the future becomes a long line of
prescriptions and doctor’s appointments.
But my father and I chose a different path…
Today, I take my dad to the Treeline…
Not the prescription line…
To the mountains… not the waiting room
This is our Story!
I once built a champion’s body.
Not with drugs. Not with shortcuts.
I competed drug-free my entire career
The lightweight division My only choice
In 92, a 2nd place, at the Mr. New Mexico
In 94 and 95, two consecutive Mid-USA titles,
Symmetry, discipline, and heart were enough for me.
I believed staying natural would protect my future.
But for years, quietly and slowly, my body began falling apart.
Arthritis stole my mobility. Every joint burned.
Every morning waking up stiff,
shuffling like a man twice my age —
I couldn’t sleep without pain.I couldn’t sit without pain.
Raising my arms above my head felt like fire!
shoulders screamingeven when I wasn’t moving.
So many people know that pain…
I was living in it every day.
But the real danger wasn’t the pain.
It was the diet I trusted —the high-protein, meat-heavy,
low-carb lifestyle I had been told my whole life was “healthy.”
I trained harder… but I only got sicker. My diet was sabotaging me.
Then my vision began to dim.
Diabetes slowly stealing color from my world…
sunrises and sunsets greying, beauty fading…
my world slipping away…
What terrified me most wasn’t the pain, or the fading colors…
but the memories slipping —
and the forgetfulness that followed
I was fearing old age, more than death itself.