Bio

I’ve never tried to write a bio “you might call bullshit” but it’s true.

I’ve always just tried to let the title describe me.

I’d write down sales, or fitness coach. The truth is, is that doesn’t describe me at all.

It doesn’t tell you the road I walked.

It doesn’t tell you where I come from, it doesn’t tell you the years I’ve studied to become a better person in one of the worst places possible, Prison.

I fell in love with reading books.

I’ve studied religion, finance, self-help. I read every book I could get my hands on.

Also just as important as those studies, I payed attention.

I watched people, their flaws.

If you’re around enough people you identify a behavior as a bad habit, you don’t repeat that habit.

I’m an addict. I’m a convict.

I don’t let that be all I am.

I’ve spent all that time trying to improve myself.

I’m a husband, I’m a father, I’m a entrepreneur, I’m spiritual, I’m a teacher. I’m a leader of myself.

Those struggles made me a better person. I love to reinvent myself.

There are some people that just learn the hard way, and that’s me. “But I learn!”

So let me tell you about me. I grew up well enough, I had two parents who loved me. I took to hard work at a young age. I got my first job at 12 years old. I didn’t care much for school then, I didn’t care much for studying either. I think that’s why I fell in love with it later in life.

When I was twelve I wanted to be an entrepreneur, not even knowing the word. With my first paycheck I bought weed. I sold it to everyone I could, my friends, co workers, everyone I could. I had a full blown hustle and drive by sixteen. The next couple of years I got introduced to sales for a living , I mean a legal living.

I dropped out of high school and started working full time selling construction tools over the phone. I worked in a boiler room type atmosphere with everyone trying to be the best.

I was surrounded by guys barely out of high school that where making 100k a year.

We didn’t have a clue what to do with money then. They spent it on boats, and motorcycles. We went out every night.

I spent mine on drugs.

I thought it turned me into a better salesman. I spent more and more money. I didn’t care about money then, not really. In a way I still don’t, just happiness. I just wanted to have fun. I lived for the day.

In 2008 the recession hit the construction company’s hard. My sales plummeted.

I sold everything I owned and packed the car and started over. I was trying to run from the drugs that where overtaking my life.

The next five years I spent living and learning, traveling and excelling at work, but I wasn’t even close to done with my addiction yet. I crashed my car and got a D.U.I. and once again moved states.

The next four years I didn’t even think about work, or studying. It was just me and my addiction. It was my addiction that landed me in prison.

I had been in and out of institutions for a couple years already by the time I went to prison.

I developed a love for learning. I read the 48 laws of power, I discovered Dale Carnage’s “How to Win Friends and Influence People,” I was hooked. I studied psychology, philosophy. I once read the Bible front to back in the hole. I couldn’t get enough learning.

I had a fitness group I ran everyday in prison. I loved teaching fitness. I realized the people I was around were interested in what I had to say.

How can you know if your a leader of men, if you’ve never been around real men?

I can teach you how to become a leader of yourself .

I can teach you how to evolve, adapt, and to overcome.

I can teach you to be the best version of yourself, how to think differently.

I’m going to share with you a lot of out the box ideas. My view on spirituality, self help tools, thoughts on government.

James LaRue