Chads Story

 Pivotal Reach & Paramount Foundation is a vision that came to me on Thanksgiving 2021. This creation was always meant to happen, and I would like to share with you the story of how our charity became a reality. 

    Growing up and being in school was tough for me. As a new student, I found many peers who seemed to enjoy name calling that led me to one day on February 2nd, 1992, to decide to change how they treated me. I looked in the mirror one night, 12 days before my 13th birthday and could see why they treated me in such horrific ways that no kid should have to deal with, which affects me to this day. 

    In the corner of my bedroom, after staring in the mirror at my shirtless body, I began to start glimpsing the weights that had been collecting dust in the corner of my room. It was at that time, my eyes began fixating on those dumbbells and convinced my mind that this was the only way out and the only option I had to take charge of my 12-year-old self. I was the only one that could change my future story which I would like to share with you. 

    I grabbed onto those weights with tears running down my cheeks and began, never stopping for 10 years straight. It was the only thing that would keep my fear, frustration, and pain at bay, so I hit the gym every single day. Throughout the years of middle school, I excelled in sports, picking up a side sport which I loved as well very much, track and field. My discus and shot put were quite literally my best friends. If I was not throwing during the day, I would be visualizing throwing them at night while falling asleep in my bed. I began breaking records everywhere, was undefeated in powerlifting and still hold records seen on the walls across our school districts. This passion was everything to me, the dedication was undeniable, but many still degraded me well up into my high school years, I never quit, that is until my body began to give out and forced me to quit, crushing my dreams and shifted my life to a path that was not meant for me. 

    By the time I was 16, I had already received 3 knee surgeries, ruptured my left pectoral muscle, and began noticing the constant snapping sounds in my shoulders as I would drive my car, but I continued with my passion and dedication, because my dream was to compete in the Olympics, and I was well on my way. In high school while training my right shoulder was becoming overworked and my left shoulder was compensating for my torn peck, in turn I was damaging both unknowingly. Soon after I lost my scholarship to Loras college for the discus due to my shoulders. I then ended up tearing my left peck once again while lifting one day pursuing my other dream of being a body builder. That dream was crushed too. 

    When I was 24, in the hospital waiting in the lobby to receive my 7th MRI the doctor said I had no choice but to get invasive surgeries on all the tears in my shoulders. My peck could not receive surgery because it is like sewing a steak together as the Doctor stated. Stitches will not hold up in muscle, so I had no choice but to deal with the pain. All of this led me into a dark depression because I knew I would not have the life I desired at that time. 

    By the time I was in my 30s, I could not work due to my injuries. I refused surgery years back because I needed to work. My life began to lose all hope, so I began to pray. I was in desperate need of anything that could possibly be an answer to bring back my hope for a future. It was a struggle every day. Then one day, just a couple of years ago, in 2020, I was curious to see what a childhood hero of mine was up to. I discovered he had unfortunately passed away in 2015, but before his passing he became a motivational speaker. I listened to him and started noticing as if he was speaking to me. It seemed as if my life was parallel to his by what he was saying, it is like he was looking for someone to reach out to beyond the grave and bring life to that person. He inspired me so much that I decided it was time to restart my life and begin where I left off years before. He re-ignited my passion. He taught me the only way is to believe and take that leap of faith and figure it out on the way down. I decided to. I went all in and built my gym, even knowing I was risking more injuries and pain, but for some reason I knew I needed to do this, as this drive inside was too great. I did not want to compete though, I just wanted to live again. I finished my gym and began training, it took 4 months and just so happened to be completed on February 2nd. Another sign, and it seemed that so many of those were happening along the way, it was as if these signs were speaking to me from some other place constantly. 

    During the construction of my gym, I discovered motivational entrepreneurs and medical doctors speaking about paradigms and microbiology. Everything they were speaking of seemed to correlate and answer questions about why I was having this drive on many different levels. There were too many coincidences for it not to be true, it was mystical and mysterious in some sort of a magical way.                      

    Unfortunately, and inevitably, I began to re-injure myself over and over again. Something had to be done, I thought to myself. I then remembered reading about stem cells and decided it was my only hope to resolve this issue. While researching the updates of Stem cells, I discovered another natural option called PRP treatments, a more affordable option with positive results and promising outcomes for musculoskeletal injuries. So, I sold everything I could to get this regenerative medical treatment. The results were astonishing and inspiring. I now have all new tissue in my shoulders as if I were a normal 20-year-old man again at 41 years of age. I have no more chronic pain and can move my arms around like a normal person again. I began thinking about how many people would do anything to have a normal life again. And I am always concerned for people who currently are in chronic pain and losing hope. Then one day on Thanksgiving, it was like a light switch suddenly turned on out of nowhere. It was a meant to be manifestation. An epi genetic vibration. Right then and there, Pivotal Reach & Paramount was born. I have found a way to provide this option to those who are suffering everywhere, just as I was. It was a manifestation that gave me a vision to help create a new way of life for others to reach their goals and have a better life free of chronic pain. This charity entity that spawned allows me to let go of my past of pain and suffering of losing my sports career, it gives me new light and brings me fulfillment which allows me to let go of my childhood past of being teased and bullied. This is possible because treating people with kindness comes full circle. It allows me forgiveness and creates a positive way of thinking for everyone. It is a win win situation. I do this because I care about people and our children's future. And because I understand pain. 

    Pivotal Reach is truly meant to be. I look forward to my records being broken someday and dreams becoming a reality for those who can pass down the torch repeatedly. Pivotal Reach & Paramount Foundation will always be here for you or anyone who needs us. Ultimately, no one wants to live in pain, and no one deserves to have their hopes and dreams taken away. 

    Reach for glory and remember to never give up. Everything happens for a reason and if you are able to figure out the what and why, the how becomes easy. Always believe in yourself, because belief is the only way. 

Thank you for reading.

 Chad, and Pivotal Reach & Paramount Foundation