Friday, October 16, 2015
I used to be a software developer. Systems engineer, code monkey, solutions developer, software analyst, my title had many names.
15 Years ago that was one of my biggest wishes: to be a software developer. To write code and make a difference to the computers and companies of this world. My second biggest wish was to earn enough money to drive a BMW. To me a BMW was one of the sexiest cars around. I stuck a large photo of a BMW on my office wall, and worked day and night to achieve my dreams: I taught myself basic computer code, picked the brains of those who were already experienced, made a pain and an arse out of myself, multiple times. All so I could reach my dream.
And reach it I did. One day I was presented with an award for best software development. I was in awe, I was thrilled. I had made it. Soon after I could afford to buy a BMW.
I never bought my BMW: by now I lived in South Africa. And in those years a BMW was the most hi-jacked car in town. In other words, far too dangerous to drive. I bought a little Toyota instead.
Time went by, and I learned to hate the office politics around software projects. I became unhappy, started comfort eating, became fat.
And one day a colleague asked me: what would you like to do if you don’t want to do this anymore? And I replied: I want to own a gym. He smiled, I smiled. A crazy idea, totally impossible, you would need a lot of money to even start a gym, and no bank would lend me those funds.
But, a little voice said inside of me, why would it cost so much money? You don’t really need expensive exercise machines, all you need is the money to study and become a qualified personal trainer. So I qualified, and used my last $10 to buy a boxing bag on Trade Me. Hung this boxing bag from the rafters, and placed an ad to let people know I was there for them. A software analyst who was ready to analyse people and exercise.
And people responded, they came to see me and said: please train me. Over time more and more people said hey, I like your style, can you train me too? Eventually I had too many people, and I opened a second fitness studio. I developed a reputation, even more people came. These days I have a waiting list of people. Because I had a dream, I believed in myself, and that belief was recognised by others.
If anyone ever tells you something is impossible smile politely. Then start thinking of a way to make it possible.