From Ratty Pavements to Well-Built Foundations: My Urban Fitness Pursuit 🏙️💪

My name is +amoracam+, and this is the story of how I rebuilt myself and my career from the ground up.
Five years ago, I was a burnt-out urban planner grappling with uncertainty, excessive stress, fast food, and self-doubt. The city that I loved was falling apart due to bad design, and I was falling apart too. I was 265 lbs and couldn't walk up one flight of stairs for a zoning violation inspection. My colleagues were making jokes behind my back. My knees were killing me. My spirit was crushed under a slab of concrete with regrets. 🚧
Then there was the incident: I fainted during a site visit surrounded by the infrastructure failures that I was too incompetent to help resolve. Asphalt burnt my cheeks as I gasped for air. I knew in that instance—cities and bodies require the same things: thoughtful design, resilient systems, and room to breathe. 🌆✨
I swapped takeout food for meal prepped food, escalators for stairs, and excuses for dumbells. Slowly, my body got as strong as my zoning memos. I became enamored with the urban fitness niche: outdoor calisthenics in parks on rooftops, guerrilla gardening in vacant lots, and encouraging communities to turn dead zones into healthier places. 🏋️‍♀️🌿
And now? I am the Urban Planning Specialist who walks the walking trail—literally! My PhD in Sustainable Design and abs of steel are proof to you that cities and people can heal! Come along with me to see how we will sculpt the future one rep, one block at a time, and one policy at a time.
P.S. Slide into my DMs for zoning assistance... or gym selfies, your choice. ;)