#transformative coach

[empower-house]

Meet Prue Sulicich

Prue Sulicich is a highly respected Master Executive Coach, Mentor, and Podcast Host, renowned for helping overwhelmed, high-achieving individuals gain clarity and achieve their goals with ease and fulfilment. With qualifications including a Diploma of Life Coaching and Diploma of Accounting, Prue has created and sold three successful businesses—two of which continue to thrive today. She is also…

[straightmenobsession]

Transformation Coach Greg Boothroyd.

“Leaders Eat Last.”

[coachs-kit-bag]

Hello. I should probably address you as a Coach. The fact is that the courier just delivered me gift box with some kind of sports uniform inside. The name of your blog was on the box. What does it all mean? To be honest, I want to open this box more and more every minute and put it on, no matter what's in there… what should I do?

How interesting - perhaps someone read the starter park and thought of you. I must admit, being delivered a full bag of sports kit has always been a personal desire of mine.

You are a very lucky recipient, indeed!

Taking the box from the courier, you notice the logo brandished across the box - and the bag inside. The promotional flyer included within the assortment of items confirmed that the ‘Gymboy Starter Pack’ was a complimentary package for a gym that you had no memory of signing up to… despite them having your address.

“How did I forget that I gave all of this information away...?” you muttered under your breath as the pamphlet included your name, previous gym experience, aspirations and even your body measurements written down in great detail. The guide even included a timetable of classes, tailored to your work schedule and aspirations. As you felt the fabric of the gear in your hands, you caught yourself thinking that there really was no excuse not to try it on and go…

Even though you were dubious about how accurate the sizing would be as you felt the tight spandex hug your body you realised that the gear would stretch to fit better than you thought. The undershirt stretched across your back and then framed your chest like you’d never quite noticed. You pulled on the tights over your calves and felt the resistance as the waistband struggled against your large thighs - or was it your glutes? Last, you threw on the looser hoodie over the top, branded as a new inductee.

You checked the pamphlet once more - the next high-intensity induction class starts in 1 hour.. no time like the present!

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[cletusgold]

Coach’s friendly message for all the Himbos, Jocks and other Meatheads.

Alright boys let’s be honest with ourselves you aren’t thinkers, you’re not planners or the type of people who run the show.

You’re men of action who do what they’re told and get the job done so with that in mind settle in, get comfy, watch this spiral and get my advice in your heads so i can get you thinking the right way, MY way.

Relax ……

breathe deep and breathe steady champ.

Let your mind become calm.

Allow your body to soften and relax.

When you’re in the right headspace to listen and take my advice then do what you do best.

Obey

You’re strong sport, you spend all your time growing your body, sculpting your muscles.

You’re friendly, you lads love to socialise with others and want to be friends with everyone.

You’re not too bright son, you struggle with counting anything but your reps in the gym.

You’re a hardworking bloke, at your job, in the gym or any other aspect of your life you always give 110%

You’re not much of a leader champ, you need your Coach to guide you and make use of your potential.

So to summarise, you’re all strong, friendly, dumb, hardworking meatheads, so with needing so much guidance from others how do you think is the best way to show your gratitude ?

I’ll tell you exactly how boys.

Be a good worker, being a useful tool for others is the best way to become the best version of yourself.

Don’t be afraid to show off your muscles chief, flex and pose in your jockstrap for others to admire if only to brighten up their day.

Be friendly, helpful and always at the beck and call of others.

Don’t crowd your mind with your own thoughts you aren’t a thinker boy so don’t even try, just lift something heavy and let your mind go blank alright big guy ?.

Community service is a great way to be of use to others why should others bother picking up trash or cleaning when you’re around ? You’re a tool to be used.

Most importantly obey, do what you’re told and do it with a smile.

Alright team how are we feeling ? Ready to be useful and productive workers ?

When you’re ready sport comment below and reblog so the rest of the team can join in.

“I am ready to be a useful tool I am ready to be an obedient worker”

[alphajocklover]

Hi! How about if a nerd, or maybe a science teacher gets a bush by the jock of the school and he realizes a bit too late that his body is changing. It hits him that the sport teams didn’t have a coach for a while now, but that couldn’t be what’s happening, right?

Ned Stanson had hated highschool. The entire 4 years were absolute hell. He, having been an incredibly nerdy chemistry prodigy who everyone could easily tell wasn’t entirely straight, was constantly harassed by the popular jocks. They’d mock him, push him down, stuff him in his locker and perform incredibly cruel pranks. The jocks at his school weren’t smart or clever, but they were thorough. It was constant. He never felt safe, not for a moment, even outside of school. He didn't relax a moment until he was off to Harvard, and even then he was way too busy getting his double major in chemistry and education to really do anything except study. So why, after the years of torment that Ned had been through, that he still hadn’t gotten over, did he ever think it was a good idea to go back to his old highschool?

Ned put it down to desperation. A college degree, even with a double major, didn’t go as far as it used to, and he had no prior experience. He needed a job, badly, and his old highschool, Luther High, was eager to have him back. He expected it was because it made for good publicity more than anything else. The famous chemistry prodigy who went to Harvard, coming back to his old high school to teach a new generation. That, plus the general prestige of having a Harvard graduate working at your school, would do wonders for the small town highschool. So, drawn in by the surprisingly large salary, Ned forced himself to go back to his old school. He tried to tell himself it wouldn’t be the same, that as a teacher he would have all the power. He wouldn’t have to be afraid of jocks and athletes anymore. He could even help a few nerds the way he had once wished his teachers would help him. Things would be different.

He was right. Things were different. Maybe too different. Ned had found that teaching high school level chemistry was actually quite nice. He had always enjoyed teaching, it was just that he had pictured himself teaching college students, going over more advanced material. But something about going over the basics, introducing young minds to the world of chemistry, was thrilling. He felt amazing. Powerful even. Maybe a little too powerful. He wasn’t doing it consciously, and he felt like crap whenever he noticed it but… he found himself being especially hard on the jocks. They hadn’t done anything to him. He hadn’t even seen any of them bullying nerds like the jocks did back in his day. But some sadistic little part of Ned couldn’t help but pick on them. He’d give them harder questions, offer less help, and he even found himself being downright cruel and mocking them.

He knew he should stop but it felt so… cathartic. It was like he was getting his revenge, after all these years. Maybe that was why the kid he targeted most was Dylan Cooper, the little brother of his worst tormenter growing up. Ned knew it was wrong. A teacher bullying a student was way worse than a student bullying another student, no matter how bad the harassment he went though had been. But every time an opportunity to humiliate the legacy jock came up, he found he just couldn’t resist. After a few weeks of this he knew it couldn’t continue. He asked Dylan to stay after class so that he could explain himself and ask forgiveness. He knew he might be reported to the school board and fired, but… he couldn’t deal with the guilt anymore. As he sat at his desk, Dylan across from him, he tried to find the right words. Dylan spoke before he could, his voice cocky and confident.

“I know what you’re gonna say teach. You’ve been treating me like crap because my big bro used to beat your nerdy ass when you went to school together.” Dylan said with a slight smirk, shocking Ned. How did Dylan know about that? Did his father tell him? Dylan continued, a strange look on his face

“… look, what my bro did to you was shitty. I used to be a bit of a bastard myself till my old football coach set me straight. But you know taking out old grudges on students is fucked up. I can tell you do. You get this guilty look on your face whenever you talk to me.” Dylan said, shocking Ned further. Ned remembered hearing about the football coach. He had been let go shortly before Ned was hired. Everyone said good things about him, and Ned had kind of wished he had met the guy. Finally he spoke, a slight tremor in his voice.

“Dylan, I am… I am so sorry. You’re completely right. I’ve acted completely unprofessionally. If you want… I’ll resign.” Ned offered. Dylan smiled slightly

“No need for that teach. I’ll forgive and forget everything. But you have to do something for me.” Dylan said. He took out what looked to a plastic whistle on a chain “The football team needs a new coach. I’m not asking you to say yes. Just… try on the whistle. See how it feels. Then tell me.” Dylan said. Ned hesitated. Something about this felt wrong… but Dylan was being so forgiving. How could he say no? He took the whistle and slowly slid the chain around his neck. Suddenly the world spun around Ned, his vision blurring. He felt like his entire body was stretching as his mind burned. He ended up blacking out, only for Dylan’s familiar voice to cut through the darkness.

“Coach… Coach… Coach!” Ned sat up with a start, looking around. What… What had happened? He looked over at Dylan, confused.

“What happened kid?” Ned asked, his throat feeling strangely rough. He stood up and stretched his arms, his incredibly large muscles flexing slightly as he tried to recall what had just happened. Dylan replied before he could truly get his bearings.

“We were talking about the team and suddenly got weirdly dizzy. Are you not drinking enough water? You’re the one always telling us to drink a bunch after every workout.” Dylan said with a slight teasing smirk. Ned grinned back at Dylan confidently. Dylan was a cheeky kid, he had been even back when Ned first met him. Ned was an incredibly athletic and popular teen, the classic jock, and had been best friends with Dylan’s older brother all through highschool. Because of that Dylan was almost like a little brother to him too, and getting the chance to teach Dylan was one of the reasons Ned was so eager to accept his new job as gym teacher and football coach. He playfully slapped Dylan on the arm and smirked confidently

“I’m alright kiddo. Just lost my concentration for a moment. You should worry about yourself lil bro. I’m gonna push you hard at practice today.” Ned said with a smirk. As the studly coach and quarterback strut out towards the field, Ned grinned widely. He had loved highschool, and now he got to work here and inspire a whole new generation of manly jock bros. It fucking ruled.

[thorinsbeard]

Funny Transformers Moments

[goldenherc9]

A Golden Adventure

"This is a story for our amazing Coach and owner of an island that is mysterious in every way, hope you like your Christmas present Coach!"

In the heart of a mythical forest, Coach Chet and Captain Hercules Gold of the Golden Army Team embarked on a quest of legendary proportions. Their mission: to find Odin’s spear, Gungnir, said to grant unparalleled power to its wielder. The air was thick with anticipation as they ventured deeper into the enchanted woods, guided by ancient runes and whispers of old.

After days of navigating treacherous paths and deciphering cryptic symbols, they arrived at a clearing bathed in an ethereal golden light. There, embedded in a stone pedestal, stood Gungnir. Its aura was both mesmerizing and intimidating, radiating an ancient energy that seemed to pulse with life.

Hercules, ever the cautious leader, studied the spear with reverence. “This is it, Chet,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe. “We’ve found Gungnir.”

But before Hercules could devise a plan, Coach Chet’s curiosity got the better of him. Driven by a mix of fascination and an inexplicable urge, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the spear. The moment his fingers brushed against its surface, a brilliant burst of golden light engulfed him.

Hercules shielded his eyes, struggling to see through the radiant glow. When the light finally dimmed, he stared in astonishment at the figure standing before him. Coach Chet had been transformed. His once mortal form now shimmered with divine energy, and his eyes glowed with the wisdom of ages.

“I am the new Golden Odin,” Chet declared, his voice resonating with newfound power. “With this spear, we shall lead the Golden Army to greatness, and protect our realm from any threat.”

Hercules nodded, a proud smile spreading across his face. Together, they had not only found Gungnir but had also unlocked a destiny greater than they had ever imagined. With the power of the golden Odin on their side, the Golden Army Team was destined for legendary glory.

[avoidghost]

I made myself a motivational workout poster — because sometimes you just need a big handsome knight telling you you’re cringe to get your gains 💪😭

[empower-house]

Meet Courtenay Rodwell

Courtenay Rodwell is a renowned Entrepreneur, Transformative Coach, Speaker, and Practitioner of NLP, Time Line Therapy®, and Hypnotherapy. She is highly regarded in personal and professional development, known for her dedication to helping clients reach their full potential. Her approach combines empathy, intuition, and strategic thinking to guide individuals to breakthrough results through…

[straightmenobsession]

Bodybuilder, Online Coach & Transformation Specialist Eric Janicki with stacked buddy Larry Wheels.

“Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.”

[devilart2199-aibi]

I need to know more about Motormaster and Swindle's relationship in your AU?? Those two are some of my favorites in the entirety of Transformers, and seeing them work together is all I could want. Are they best friends/good friends until Motors starts to have his boys win? What does Swindle think of the Stunticons?

Ahhh! Thanks for the interest/question! >w<

I must say, I feel like I don't know the most about MotorMaster atm. I'm just pulling from the 80s cartoon and character bio mainly. But he's always been really cool to me, all the Stunticons really, so I wanted to include them somehow :3

Anyway! As for Swindle and MotorMasters relationship? They are pretty much just work associates, but they respect each other's work. Though when Swindle is a bit too demanding MM thinks about how easy it would be to crush the little bot.

I'm thinking I might make it that the Stunticons were in a bad place or something and Swindle being the opportunist he is, offers assistance. Maybe they have trouble getting into races or something? And Swindle has the Shanix to throw around. An investment.

As for the Stunticons? Swindle thinks they're fine. Dragstrip is their star racer (makes the most profit) so he likes him the most probably, though Deadend and Breakdown are easier to talk to. Wildrider is just... he's kinda intense.

Swindle mainly just keeps his business / interactions between himself and MM. They both have their goals and don't fluff up the relationship much. They do probably have big celebrations at the casino when the boys win and it's planned though! He's a bit like a sponsor. Drinks on the house! 🥂🎉

That's about all I have idea wise for them now! Of course I'm still reading the IDW1 Collection and maybe (hopefully) there's a Stunticons story in there? So they may change a bit! If I learn something new about them haha. Anyway thanks for your curiosity for the au! :D 💞

[sprung-from-the-grave]

Gotta be honest, not a fan of how they turned out. I wanted to make them look like they were in the games style but.. I don’t got it. I think there’s too many rounded and like, refined edges. Maybe they’re too symmetrical as well. I’ll have to work on that if I want to do this again. If anyone has tips to get that ‘Psychonauts’ style I’d be oober grateful‼️🙏

[complicatedconstellation-blog]

[anastoundingmango]

google search ‘what does it mean if my stress-induced hallucination can give me accurate information on events i was never at’ followed by google search ‘types of prophetic visions’

[cletusgold]

From Touchdowns to Trash bags

All good Jocks know that as hard as they practice on the field they have to give back to their community or at least they will know once Coach has them wear his latest football helmets to brainwash them from arrogant muscular jocks into eager to please workers.

Now they happily build their muscles in the gym not just for themselves but to cater to their community as loyal, hardworking meatheads hoping somebody will take advantage of them and put them to work doing the kind of menial labour for the community nobody else wants to do all of them with the same dopey grin plastered on their faces.

[julykings]

going 2 my first in studio pole class todayyyyy !!!!