HIIT me up, bro! That’s what I said when I started CrossFit 60 days ago. Every day I fight for this dream and every day I get one step closer. Look into my eyes and you’ll see the difference between fake confidence and real confidence. 
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Check out this clip of me on Good Day New York, where I’m defined as “lumbersexual” and “a dairy farmer in a former life,” and Rosanna Scotto describes me as “very hot” and “suddenly wants to start drinking milk again.”
Enjoy the ever-changing view because it only gets better from here.
Male model Myles Ellison with a man bun pouring a bottle of water over his head after a CrossFit workout in Juniper Valley Park, Middle Village, Queens, NY.
My Mom used to call herself the “Pioneer Woman,” wear too-high-cut-off Wrangler jean shorts on her 5’ 2” frame, drink Popov Vodka all day everyday and pick my brother and I up in a riding lawn mower from the bus stop. Do you think she cared what others thought? Pretty sure she didn’t. I remember my face getting hot when I’d see her there waiting for us – so embarrassing for an 8-year-old living in a town of 400 people (who talked, btw). I mean, was it street-legal? For-sure NO. Was it practical? Actually it was, I mean, we lived on a dirt road in rural Vermont and it was only 7/8th’s of a mile home, so why not attach the trailer hitch to the John Deere, put it in high-speed and go?
For all her craziness, my Mom taught me an important lesson, and it’s taken me almost 30 years to truly live it, and that is: do not care what people think of you. Ok, well, you’re probably still going to care, but don’t let it dictate your actions. Don’t let others’ potentially negative judgements of you prevent you from shining your own brand of light into the world. So, if you’ve been holding back for fear of judgement and have an amazing idea that you want to put out there, you should probably git ta readin’ below.
