This is how my life in sports started-     

 In 1976 I was 4 years old and I am watching track on TV.  I had no idea what I was watching but I wanted to do it.  I called my mother into the room and asked “What is this?”  “Marc that is track”, I remember specifically watching the high hurdles. Little did I know how well I would know this event in my future.  I told Mom “I want to do this”.  This had to have been the Olympics in Montreal; this was the Bruce Jenner Olympics for many Americans. 

 I kept asking mom throughout the year when does track start?  She thought I would forget about my request. I kept asking and asking.  She calls up the local YMCA and asks if they had a track program.  They did and the cut off age was 8 years old.  But they let me run anyway.  I loved it. I was 5 by this time and running track against 8-10 year olds. 

 My Dad would take me running on the weekends and we would always finish the run by racing each other or the dog.  I would get so angry every time I lost, which was every time.  I was 5; I did not understand I was racing a fully mature man.  All I knew- I wanted to win. I would run however far I needed in order to win.

 When it came to winning I never accepted disadvantages, I just understood run faster, run further, run more and I will win;  Survival of the fittest.

 God has used sports to show me life.  I have grown up through sports.  Sports have served as my security, my identity, my crutch, my idol, family bonding, and my walk with God.  God has used sports for good even though I get in the way of this growth often.

 I became a coach/speed development trainer and life really took off the day Isaac Bruce hired me as his trainer.  I was specifically hired so Isaac would not be caught from behind by the defensive backs trying to stop him from scoring touchdowns for the St. Louis Rams.  It worked out well for him as he caught the game winning touchdown in the Super Bowl that year (00).

From that time forward I soon became a trainer to the elite athletes of Memphis, TN.  Many all-city, all-state, college athletes, and professional athletes were going through training programs I would administer.  It was very exciting for me.

 One of my athletes (professional tennis player) took me on the road as his trainer and this is how I was exposed to Southern California.  Just as cupid shoots his arrows, I got hit with an arrow for this area.

 t was difficult to let go of home, family, friends, identity but I knew if I was to continue in my growth of life I must go.  Oh my gosh! How hard it was for me to let go of home and all that came with hometown mentality.  Sometimes I resent God for taking me away on this journey.  This journey of leaving home caused me to see God more and more in my own life.  I leaned on family, I leaned on identity, and I leaned on all that came with hometown instead of God.  The journey out here stretched me in ways I had not been stretched.  Like growing pains as a kid- it hurts when the bones grow but the end result= bigger, stronger, faster.