Renegade Training: John Davies: Blowing Leaves




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John Davies
Founder, Renegade Training International

The industry vanguard, John Davies is the founder and creator of the Renegade concept of fitness, sport and life force coaching based upon his incredibly diverse background in business consulting, athletic coaching and artistic endeavors in various mediums. He is a well-known advocate of ethical practices in sport and lives a voracious life surfing, skateboarding and snowboarding around the world, defying age against those half his age. Additionally he has served as consultant behind-the-scenes in every level of sport from professional teams, to over 50 top NCAA institutions and hundreds of high school programs not only across the country but worldwide. Throughout the country’s Football community, the Renegade system is seen as and is the most influential training methodology as it is continues to produce unstoppable forces.

Mr. Davies is in the author of four highly regarded books ("Renegade Training for Football," "Xtreme Sports Training ~ Renegade Style," "R Factor for Golf" and "The Mark of R; Part II - The Rebirth of Honor") and over 600 articles ranging in varied topics such sport training, his love of skate and surf culture, dark noir, inspirational choices in life, dwindling corporate ethics, the slide of the health system in America and fund management. Many of his more thought provoking artistic voyages appear exclusively at renegadestyle.com, which is scheduled to gallery his artistic collection in 2006-2007.

The winter of 2005 will see the release of his next book, tentatively titled "She," an in-depth look at the destruction of body image, pornification and the abandonment of respect towards women in our culture. The following year, the anxiously awaited "Destined - The Renegade Chronicles" is planned to be released. Additionally he has appeared in nationally syndicated radio shows, over twenty major DVD productions and is the most sought after writer and spokesperson in the health and fitness industry. In the winter of 2004, the re-tooled R-Style apparel of young women's and men's clothing line emerged under his design eye and quickly became an underground success.

In the fall of 2004, he launch the Renegade Certification Program for fitness, health and business professionals to teach the "R" philosophies, and to use one of the company’s mottos "make a difference." Quickly this program has grown by leaps and bounds and like all Renegade systems is a defiant success. This summer/fall of 2005 he has turned his attention to developing the first dedicated Renegade personal and executive training services located in New York. These services will provide individual and customized training and coaching services for discretionary business leaders with focus on personal health, team management, motivation, diet management, and a wellness regime that will not only fuel continued career success but life enrichment.

BLOWLING LEAVES

A blinking clock set on the motel’s bed-side table gives no clue to the time. Outside it is still pitch-black and a cold howling wind stirs the tall barren trees robustly. With no sleep ahead, a quick shower and I make my way out into the dark to my destination hours ahead.

Off the freeway I come along a familiar place from the past. The sleepy little village that sits quietly lost in time amongst its winding roads, weeping willows and church steeples. An open delivery truck creeps along slowly filling vending boxes of “all the news that’s fit to print.” In a few hours, sleepy eyed commuters, coffee cup clad will pick their morning paper up and make their off to the local train station to head into the city. But right now, the streets are barren ‘cept for myself, this lonely truck and the decaying leaves that are blowing down the boulevard.

I make my way down the winding road through the center of the town ... on the right an old country train station sits by the riverbed. The windows are boarded-up now, stapled over with small pamphlets and postings of local events, small business advertisements, garage sales and oh-so charming little things. The rails have long since been re-routed, are being slowly grown over with weeds and so the grand old station sits fading away. Maybe once it was the scene of Tom & Betsy Rath’s world and small little personal epiphanies, but now it sits alone like an unrealized dream of innocent youth, pressed between the pages, tucked away in your closet to pull out and wonder now and then … what if, what if.

The sun slowly makes its way to rise … if I remember correctly there’s an old roadside diner just around the corner. And just as I thought, there it is…

Pulling up to it – the wind blows mighty through the gulley. Parking to the side of the diner, the wind stands me straight up as I make my way to the front door. Opening the door carefully, I step inside where the bustling sounds of the wind quickly disappear. With the booths empty I move up to the counter … while the waitress comes from out back. Twenty something I suppose, although ‘round now just about everyone looks twenty-somethin’…a crossword puzzle with pen sits by the counter and she walks over with a fresh pot of coffee, menu and welcoming smile.

As I sit over breakfast from the yellowing formica counter where locals would once meet, shake hands and catch up on the days going, the endless talk of local politics and bake sales … you can almost see the kids wander by on foot, little Huck Finn’s heading down to the old river to fish on the lazy afternoons but right now…it’s just a dream, just a forgotten dream of what once was. And sometimes what once was, never it again and just a dream that goes away to die like the leaves that blow away.

The great risk we take is not the leap of faith but of the dreams not lived out.