STRENGTH
About

I've lived both extremes.
That's why I don't coach them.

A short version of a longer story, and why Fuerza exists.

A 300-pound kid who thought he was doing everything right.

I started training at 15. By the end of high school and into my first year of college, I was 300 pounds and prediabetic. Diabetes runs on my dad's side. It was coming for me, and I knew it.

So I did what most people do when they're desperate. I tried everything.

I tried every shortcut. None of them stuck.

I went through Herbalife. Extended fasting. Low-carb everything. I believed whoever sounded most confident on the internet. Some of it worked for a minute. None of it stuck.

On the training side, I went from 5 and 6-day bodybuilding splits that wrecked me with nothing to show, to powerlifting, where I got genuinely strong, but lost my mobility, lost my explosiveness, and eventually blew out my knee.

That was about 10 years ago. I still manage that knee today.

Two things finally clicked.

On the nutrition side, it was that a calorie deficit and tracking macros were the only things that actually drove sustainable change. Not exotic. Not sexy. But real.

On the training side, it was realizing that the goal was never a peak. The goal was a career. I didn't want to be strong for a meet. I wanted to be strong for my life, for volleyball, for cycling, for being able to train hard into my 60s and beyond.

That shift is the reason Fuerza exists.

I coach the way I wish someone had coached me.

Training should respect your joints. It should progress with your readiness. It should get you stronger without breaking you down. It should teach you how to eat without making food the enemy. It should fit inside the life you already have, not replace it.

Most of my clients are parents, recreational athletes, and adults who want to feel strong, athletic, and capable for the long run. They've been around. They've tried the extremes. They're done.

They want someone who gets it. That's my job.

For My Mother

The name carries her.

Fuerza means strength in Spanish. Both of my parents are from Mexico.

My mother battled a brain tumor for 17 years before it took her life. Through every surgery, every setback, every recovery, she kept showing up. She's the reason this business carries the name it does.

Every client I work with, every program I write, every conversation I have, it's done in her honor. Quiet strength. Forward motion. No matter what.

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Let's see if we're a fit.

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