Archive for December, 2012

Lately it seems that everyone and their brother are becoming personal trainers, massage therapists, nutrition counselors, or social media gurus.

Hi. My name is Gene, and I just signed up to get my personal trainer certification through NASM. That’s right. I had a sip of the kool-aid and I’m hooked. Do I plan to make a career of being a CPT? No. Do i think that it could be a good side business? Sure. I like to think of it as a hobby that pays me back, and one that I can use to pay it forward. I signed up this past Friday, even though I was going to wait until after the first of the year to pay. By the end of the day, I’d received several emails from NASM welcoming me to the family, etc, etc, etc. Nice people there. Then later in the evening I received an email that listed shipping information for items…to be shipped. (?) Anyway, imagine my sheer excitement when I read the list of items:

CPT4001001 CPT 4th Edition Welcome Letter 1 12/28/2012
CPT4104001 CPT 4th-Essentials of Personal Fitness Training Textbook 1 12/28/2012
MER1011026 NASM Backpack 1 12/28/2012
MER1011027 Packaging, Locker Box 1 12/28/2012

Which one do you think got me the MOST excited? (hint: NOT the welcome letter….)

That’s RIGHT!!! The BACKPACK! I neeeeeed another one. Must.Have. I hoard them, actually. I think that I own 5 at the moment. Used to be 6, but then the dog (few years back) decided that it looked like a green fire hydrant, and, well….i had to retire it. Pity, too, because that one was a HUGE pack from L.L.Bean.

So yes, my journey to becoming a(nother) CPT has begun. I wonder that if, like most people taking Psych 101, i’ll see ‘myself’ in just about every aspect of training. That will be interesting, for sure. I also think that I’ll find many, many instances where I say, “I THOUGHT SO!”

Be sure and join me, won’t you, on this fantastic journey. We’ll be glad you did.


What’s In a Name?

Posted: December 29, 2012 in Uncategorized
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I am the oldest grandchild on my father’s side of the family, and am named after my grandfather. We both shared Eugene Zigmont Soboleski until he passed in 1997. I miss him to this day, and find myself talking to him more often than I thought I would. But this isn’t about that…

He had nicknames for all of his grandkids: Ker-bear, Beav, Cuppetti-girl, etc. His nickname for me was Zig. I can still hear him say, “Hey, Zig, bring me that 9/16″ socket, will ya?” I have 2 other male cousins on that side, and after they were born, I became “Big Zig”.

I have a son, who we didn’t name after my dad (I hope i don’t suffer any bad ju-ju for breaking tradition!). My Dad called him “Ziggy” and “Zig” until my sister had a son. Now he calls Carson “Zig” and Bryce is known as “Big Zig”. See what we did there?

When I first became involved with Twitter (yes, we have a relationship) I wanted my handle to be “BigZig”, but it was already taken. I immediately thought that perhaps one of my cousins had taken it, but they hadn’t. I belongs to someone who doesn’t even tweet…seriously. I’m not happy about it, but hey…So I chose @boutdrz (be outdoors), as that had once been my license plate. Every so often I would tweet the meaning and pronunciation. People seemed accepting of the name, so I didn’t think much of it. Until very recently.

My life is changing in ways that I didn’t really expect it to, and I feel that it is time for me, in part at least, to be re-born. For over a year I’ve been wanting to get certified as a personal trainer. I talked about it on my other blog, so I won’t go deep into it here. Suffice to say I WILL be certified in 2013. The good Lord willing and the Creek don’t rise (which has nothing to do with water, btw). As I’ve been thinking about being a part time trainer, I’ve thought about how I should start branding myself. Keeping the moniker “boutdrz’ just didn’t seem to roll off the tongue easily enough; i’d likely have to explain it to every potential client. Then I looked back into my memory banks and came up with, naturally, BigZig Fitness.

Catchy, and serves as an homage to my grandfather.

So I welcome you to these pages, and encourage you to join me along my journey. If it suits us, our fitness and wellness paths will cross, and we’ll both be the better for it.