I am a week into father duties and my perspective has shifted.
When I’m doing my jump power squats I imagine my son Alex on the bar as I lift and explode vertically.
Call it new Dad fever but I swear it’s easier to lift the same weight as the week before.
Apart from my training goals I’m now heading out the door to set an example to my kid. To show him anything is possible. My medium term goal now is to be a fit as possible before he starts obtaining a memory.
Everyone talked down my training aspirations pre birth.
I told them FasCat wouldn’t hear anything of it. He’d just say zip it and FTFP.