I Love To Help

This isn’t a flippant sentiment. I mean “love” in the agapē sense of the word. My life is coaching. And it’s pain for me when I can’t break through to people to help them avoid something easily preventable. I want the best for them. It doesn’t poison me. I don’t live in regret. I can detach better than anyone. What’s done is done. I make my peace. BUT, when I do reflect on lost people in my network, it breaks my heart to see something totally preventable come to be.

In this post, we have something totally preventable and in very stark contrast. The top screen shot is part of an email from a former client who shot me an update this week. She lost an inch of height from lean tissue loss. Totally preventable. This is a big percent when you take into account she was only about 5 feet tall to begin with. She is very active, but began reducing her strength training some years ago.

Below, I included part of my physical from Saturday. I gained at least a half inch of height. Normally, with shoes, I clock in just under 6’2”. This time, without shoes, I was just over 6’2.5”.

I educate about strength training a lot, because I am trying to help. There’s nothing in it for me. If you don’t take care of yourself, it doesn’t directly affect me. I simply love to help.

People forget that the battle for lean tissue is real and isn’t relegated to muscle. Without referencing skeleton, there are 24 intervertebral discs, a meniscus, and labrum which contribute to height. Lose only 2 millimeters in each and you’ll be at least 2 inches shorter altogether. Lift heavy weights, placing a high load on them, and the body will set in motion growth factors which work to maintain them.

It’s always heartbreaking watching someone choose to get worse. I’ve seen it with with so many preventable outcomes, and not just in health and fitness. I see it in career blunders, professional mistakes, life management. All you can do is reach out. Some would rather drown than take your hand. But if you genuinely love to help, move onto the next swimmer. Don’t burn up life staring at the bodies on the ocean floor.