Javier Prussing

How I Went from Chubby to Hubby

Summer 2010, I was at school and after getting my heart broken I left home crying to my mom telling her about Jacqueline. A girl who rejected me for not being her "type." I was so tired of always feeling so much for a girl and always end up broken hearted. Was love not meant for me? After a few hours of talking to my mom (My loyal partner thru this whole process) I had decided to start a diet plan. God I hated eating healthy, uhhh sometimes I felt like maybe I was wishing for too much. Week number one was the hardest one. Week one is when your body realizes that your daily dose of food is not the same and it feels like hell. After week one I had already left most of the bad carbohydrates that I would usually consume (Sugar cookies, Donuts, and anything sweet). My body was not hurting anymore; it felt like my body was actually grateful for what I was doing. After the first month I remember people telling me that I looked different. I would just pretend they were imagining things, after all I let them down so many times, I was not even sure of myself enough for me to let them know that it had already been a month since I started eating healthy. One day a cousin from New York (I lived in Los Angeles) called me saying that he was in Miami and his wife was in New York was alone and very sick. He offered me literally a job to take care of her while he was away and at the same time keep her a little company, I sed yes and I flew for the first time to New York. This was back in 2010 I come from a humble family so I had no camera phone or camera on the computers I would use, so people back home had no way of knowing if I had kept my dieting or not. I remember staying four months in New York, I loved it. The time for me to go back home had come and after four months of strict dieting and living in New York I knew everyone would not believe this new Javier they were about to see. In New York I had lost a total of 40 kilograms, adding to the 10 kilograms I lost back home before my trip, that's a total of 50 lost kilograms. I went from size 46 pants to size 38 and from size XXL t-shirt to size large. One of my oldest sisters decided to go pick me up at the airport. When she got there she called me and said: Javier I have passed about three times at the spot you told me you were standing but I see no one except a guy with a backpack and a handbag, Now tell me exactly where you are?! I laughed and asked her to turn around, look I am waving my arm up. When she turned around she just screamed and went crazy. She looked at me, kept on touching my face and said: You made it! After all you made it. Look at yourself you are a whole different person. Back at the house everyone was waiting for me and they all just went nuts. Some said I looked amazing, some said I looked too skinny but my mom just looked at me and said: You finally did it against all odds and smiled. People in the neighborhood looked at me and didn't realize it was me. One day a neighbor came to me and asked me to help him lose weight, he had seen my transformation and knew I was the right one to help him out. I remember that all I did was to give him the advice that helped me through this whole process and that I knew no trainer would know unless they experienced the whole weight loss process. After a few months of him joining my gym and spending most of the day with me, he lost a total of 40 kilograms. He up to today thanks me for what I did for him. The change I helped Miguel get, changed me completely. I kept on thinking to myself: What if you keep on helping people out? What if you change people's life by telling them your story?! That very moment was when I decided to become a personal trainer. The resumes a bit of my life. I am now a pretty known personal trainer in Mexico. I have never wanted to be better than any other trainer all I wanted was to be the trainer I never had in my process.