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Where's the Beach Fitness Turns One

Today marks the 1-year anniversary of the official launch of Where's the Beach Fitness, LLC..

For many years I talked about wanting to become a certified personal trainer, or perhaps at least teach some group fitness classes. I am passionate about fitness, health and helping others. But, I always put barriers in my way, mostly doubt and fear of the what-ifs: what if I failed, what if I was a terrible trainer, what if ... what if ...



I finally stopped talking and started doing by enrolling in the ISSA Certified Fitness Trainer online course. I studied daily, spent hours on the weekends studying, testing myself, trying to push doubts to the back of my mind. I had a goal. I was going to pass that test and then my next step was to start a business. Period. If it failed, it failed, but at least I tried.

And, I did. I'm proud of myself for doing rather than talking. It's scary, I still have doubts, but whenever I interact with my clients, I know I made the right decision. There's something very rewarding about doing something that you are passionate about, especially when you're helping others.

When was the last time you stopped talking and started doing? 

Now, I'd like to ask for a bit of help from you so that I can make Where's the Beach Fitness even better by completing this very short survey (only 3 questions).

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