The Worst Relationship.. 

We’ve all had one of those toxic relationships in our lives where we recognise how bad somebody is for us and the impact that they are having on our wellbeingFirst its little things, but then it quickly moves on to the bigger complications.

By now you’re probably wondering why I’m talking about relationships! They are definitely not something I claim to be good at! The reason I’m talking about them is because most of the world has one of these relationship problems right now! Food.. The relationship with food can be the most toxic relationship you’ll experience. Whether this is an emotional relationship or just the bad food choices you’re making, both are hurting you and future generations. Breaking up is never easy and this one is no different but once you do. You’ll wonder why you didn’t do it earlier and start to work on finding a healthy and fulfilling relationship with nutrition. 

Think back to where this emotional relationship starts.. Think back to when you were a you’re a child and you’d been well-behaved or you were upset/hurting after that first doctors visit. What happened? You were given a treat for being such a brave little one. This is when that toxic relationship begins. The pattern begins each time you’ve achieved something good or you’re going through a tough time. We turn to the treats. Now I know I’m not a parent yet, but so often I see and hear parents using fast food as a treat. Parents, would you give your child a drug that would cause health problems and death in 40 years’ timeNo? For some reason when it comes to food we selectively turn a blind eye to the side effectsAnd I use the term food very lightly. When did giving your child a toxic substance become a treat? You are setting them up for failure and a high chance of suffering from a disease. The world is a toxic place and we need to change before it’s too late. This change needs to come from the next generation and the parents of the world are at the front of this with the choices you make.

You’re in charge of food choices!

I understand that the world of nutrition can be a cloudy pool of opposing arguments. No fat, low-fat, high-fat. Butter versus margarine. Good fats and bad fats. Carbs vs no carbs. It can all be so confusing. I’m not a nutritionist or dietician, but it doesn’t take a university degree to see through the fog – just EAT REAL QUALITY FOOD. Less factory food, more farm food. 

Take your family to a farmers market on the weekend and meet the people that grow your food. Ask them about where it is grown and how it’s grown. You quickly see these people caring about the food and not just the profit margins. The family I get most of my vegetables from have even invited to take a look at their farms! I know the first thing that runs through people’s heads is “oh, but organic food is expensive.” I think you’d be surprised at the costs once you build rapport with a family/farmer at the markets. Plus, even if good food is expensive, so is disease. What price do you put on your family’s wellbeing? 

Good nutrition is as important as good oxygen and we need to start treating it that way. Greg – @wolf_fit


Who I am.. Part 2.

I arrived back from Japan ready to find a new me. I didn’t know anything about fitness or health. I bought some scalesthis was the start. 134kg. This hit me hard, as I had always assumed I would be around 110kg. Things had to change. The first changes were no soft drink and reducing alcohol intake. This change alone made a huge difference; once you stop drinking, the bad choices food choices that come with it stop too.

I was also doing what every 20-something male does when he moves out of home – living off large servings of rice and pasta dishes, eating the same meal for three days straight, less cooking and even less washing up. Once I starting making better food choices and started moving, the weight started falling off me, 24kg down and I finally got the confidence to join a gym. I had a goal in mind of completing city2surf – a 14km fun run. I kept smashing through running goals I never thought I would be capable of. In the middle of 60-hour weeksrunning became my therapy and time away from the world through dad’s cancer battle & then death on 4th April 2011. When I decided to make change, I wanted him to see me change my life. In the 12 months since I had returned from Japan I had started a job in the mines, made an offer on my first house, and run my first 10km race. The pride in his voice when I would tell him of my milestones will never leave my head.  

Dad and myself at my grandfathers 90th

 Four months later, I had now reached 92kg, my lightest but not my healthiest. I was on the start line in an invitational group for my first of three city2surf races. I went on to complete 3 half marathons and my biggest run of 28km, but it was time for a change. I turned my attention to triathlon. Completing 4 short course triathlons and wanting to tackle bigger things, I decided I needed to put on some muscle. On my run course, I kept passing a shed with some people doing CrossFit, I got curious and went to check it out and chat to the coach after a session, despite the numerous people coming out after the session falling on the driveway, I  decided I would do it once a week between triathlon training to build some strength. Once a week didn’t last long, as it started to take over my triathlon training. I had found a sport that challenged me and I loved the changes I saw in my body. Never would have dreamt that 3 years later I would be competing and have a sponsorship for doing what I love.


CITY2SURF 2014 with one of my best mates.

I’m now sitting at 106kg and what I believe is the healthiest I’ve ever been. I don’t get sick, I haven’t been drunk in almost two years, and I haven’t eaten fast food in about the same. My opinions of healthy eating when I first began compared tonow have changed massivelybut that journey has been amazing and it’s one that will continue for the rest of my life.

Cancer was the symptom of my father’s lifestyle choices. He smoked & he drank. From this, I’ve discovered my passion and my purpose. When I started my fitness journey I was doing it for myself, but this has transformed. I now realise that I have the ability to positively influence others through my story and my life. The most amazing thing is getting people from around the world telling me that I’ve helped them eat better or move more. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and I hope you can take something from it.


Greg (@wolf_fit)

Who I am..

I thought I would start my blog by sharing a little about me, but I’ve ended up sharing more than I thought I would ever share in the public domain. I’m doing this to hopefully help other people, to show people that you can change, that you can win the battles life throws at you –it’s all about your attitude and belief in yourself.  

About five years ago I threw away who I was, my friends, my lifestyle and everything I knew about myself. Since then I’ve been on a journey to rediscover who I am, including my values and beliefs. This blog will be about that journey and my thoughts along the way.

From the start
Growing up, I was in the average middle class separated family. My parents were good to me, they taught me values and how to be a good person. I discovered soccer and then basketball; I practically lived at the basketball stadium. Mum coached, my sister played rep; it was my life. When I was in the under 16’s, I had spent some time struggling through some knee pain and kept trying to push through, but then on the morning of my first representative game for Newcastle, I couldn’t take it anymore and my knees gave in on some warmup drills. I went to the doctors and they told me I had OsgoodSchlatters disease. It sounds scary, but it basically just means I had grown too fast and the muscles and tendons couldn’t keep up with my bones. I was told that I needed to quit basketball or I would be facing two knee reconstructions for my 18th birthday. Like I mentioned, my life was basketball, and now I had to quit? I was lost. From then on I hated going to the stadium and hated watching it. My sedentary life began;my sport was gone but my appetite had not. I would still come home from school and eat endless amounts of food like I used to. Eventually it caught up and I became the “big guy”. 

Fast forward to year 9 at high school. I was smart, top of my classes for IT and was doing well in science, despite my lack of attention and tendency to want to set things on fire instead of listenI went through some pretty heavy bullying issues at school and it all went downhill. I stopped attending school, I withdrew and spent a large amount of my days in my room. Depression – this was the hardest battle I had dealt with in my life. I ended up returning to school and finishing year 10 but with average results due to the amount of school I had missed.

Becoming an adult
I left school for a mechanics apprenticeship, and began working with performance cars and meeting people in the car scene. I had struggled to find a group of mates since school. This was the next turn in my story; I began to see people with nice cars, surrounded by people and friends. Some of these people had questionable sources of income, but the rewards seemed to outweigh the risksI wanted what they had. This was the start of a dark, toxic and unhealthy lifestyle – the party life. Visiting my best mates in gaol started to become a regular weekend activity. I don’t regret my choices in life as I wouldn’t be who I am without them, but I do sometimes wonder what life would have been like if I had made different choices at different points.

The change
My dad was diagnosed with terminal cancer in 2010, and this was the kick in the butt I needed. I had a trip to Japan booked for a snow season. Dad insisted I still go and while I was there, I made the decision that I would leave my old life behind when I returned and start again. I wanted to be a man dad would be proud of and knew it was time to change my path. This was the start of my fitness journey.. STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO! 


Greg – @wolf_fit