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Hiring a coach requires some forethought and research, so should you find yourself on the fence or wondering about some of the details associated with establishing this kind of relationship with someone, don't hesitate to ask questions. Ultimately, you chose who to invest in to guide you toward achieving your goals, and that is a very personal decision.

If you find yourself looking for someone to keep you accountable and guide you toward accomplishing your personal objectives, to teach you strategies to move forward in your fitness and health, or to guide you through a period of time that ultimately builds to a goal event, ask me what I can do for you. Ten years in triathlon has allowed me to learn some valuable lessons, both good and bad, in the sports of swim, bike, and run. My DPT in Physical Therapy also provides me the credentials to adequately and professionally assess you to better address your strength, fitness, nutrition, and health goals.

What I charge depends on what you can afford and for what services you want to pay. Again, I believe the coach/athlete relationship is a very personal one. In the end, I hope not to deter those of you with a specific and/or limited budget, but instead, I want to mentor and encourage more people to invest in their health, fitness, and athletic objectives. MF coaching stands for mastering fitness (or, #mfer, depending how you're feeling.) This means I look forward to instilling within others the desire to choose to excel at whatever ambitious journey one has set out to accomplish. Consider joining Team MF and the other #mfers who enjoy this sport so much!

Let's set out on a new road of exploration, be it on bike or foot. Then, we'll divulge healthfully.

   



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