The Origin Story

It begins birthed of the ashes of pain & fire.

At 19, I held my mom in my arms as cancer took her from this world. I turned that pain into fuel on the football field, where I poured everything I had into the game. But when an injury ended my career, I was left lost—without my mom, without football, and unsure of who I was.

Not long after, life handed me something bigger: family. Within months of hanging up my cleats I was expecting twins. But was told they had twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome, with little chance of survival. Abortion was an option. Instead, choosing faith, prayer, and an experimental surgery. Against the odds, my boys were born full-sized, healthy, and strong. No issues. No NICU. Miraculous.

A week later, I was the one in the hospital. Trouble breathing. Chest x-ray on the wall. What looked like pneumonia turned out to be a dinner-plate-sized tumor. The diagnosis: non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. Within 12 hours I was in open chest surgery, then ten months of brutal chemo, spinal taps, bone marrow biopsies, and finally a stem cell transplant.

That was nearly twenty years ago. And I’m still here. Thank God

Through loss, through pain, through facing death itself—I learned that struggles aren’t curses. They’re opportunities. Opportunities to grow, to know yourself better, and to level up your soul.

That’s what it means to be a BadMFer.

A BadMFer isn’t perfect. They have scars, stories, and battles that almost broke them. But they rise. They take their pain and turn it into strength—not just for themselves, but for others.

MF stands for My Family, My Frequency. This is more than a brand. It’s a community of people committed to growth. People who raise their frequency—and lift others up in the process.

This is more than fitness. More than coaching. This is resilience. This is faith. This is family.

That’s a BadMFer