A Dance Journey from age 35 to 44 Time Lapse

This is my awesome good friend, Gwo.

To explain this video shortly, I'm borrowing his video description.

"Back in 2004 I was introduced to popping by my good friend and roommate at the time Phil Thorne. He went by the name Frequency in dance circles. I hadn't been doing any dancing really at that point but I was fairly vested in the martial arts for most of my 35 years at that time. I had no idea how much I'd enjoy popping and how it would shape my life over the next 10 years.I've met so many talented and cool people. It's good to have a goals...and even in my mid 40s I hope to have another 10 years of practice and progression."


What amazes me is that not only did he get into a new hip culture called "Street Dance" at the age of 35, he has been progressing every year. I know this from personal cypher exchange with Gwo.

This totally breaks the general norm of "you have to be young to learn to dance".
As you grow old, of course you gradually lose control of your body.
But Gwo here, shows us that its
Never too old to start something new, Never too old to improve, Never too old perfect an art form.

Gwo is fit and doesn't look his age AT ALL. When I first heard his age, I was blown away. Because he doesn't look, act, and of course, dance old.

Huge respect, love, and god blessing to you my friend/brotha. Thank you sincerely for your inspiration.

Day 1: Inspiration

First day and I already encountered two individuals that inspired me to work harder.

At the gym, I was adjusting the weight size of the dumbbell to do incline press.

I barely used weights before to train my body. So I was very surprised to find that I can't even do 3 sets of 15 reps with 15lb dumbbell....
The thing looks so small but it was very tough to lift after doing 3 sets of 25 push ups.

Than an old man passed by

Sat next to me

had 35lb dumbbell

did reps like no problem.

Than he brings 45lb

did reps like no problem


.........(0.0;) (0.0;) (0.0;) (0.0;) (0.0;)


sigh.....(_ _) ↓↓↓
It was a surprised yet felt very shocking moment.
I felt very ashamed of myself.

What bothered me most was that when I was struggling with 15~20lb dumbbell, I was giving up on myself already with an excuse of "I'm just a beginner".
So I was turning towards much lighter weights.

This old guy changed my mind to keep trying. Much respect and god bless to him.



Another inspiration was through my manager.
My manager lost 80lb by running and working out 5 days a week for months.
Looking at his past pictures were like looking at a different person.
I could tell how much of an effort he put to gain control over his body.
And I honestly was jealous that he was able to transform himself in such a huge way.

These two encounters encouraged me to try harder tomorrow (technically today, 5.5 hours later) and to continue the training everyday.

From the step I took today, I understood little about what my body is capable of doing.
Now I need to push my body to try my best.

"Many a little makes a mickle"


Peace and God Bless to you all.