We are the only LGBTQ Gym in the nation! We bring people together from the LGBTQ community and beyond by being a safe, kick ass gym with bad ass personal trainers that actually give a damn about you and your goals.

TPS is about good people because I believe you become the company you keep. TPS is about being a safe gym because you’re right, there shouldn’t be creepers staring at you at the gym. There shouldn’t be weird looks in the locker room because people can’t tell if you’re a boy or a girl. The trainers shouldn’t suck. TPS is about Bad Ass Personal Trainers. If a trainer is not good enough to train my mom, they are not good enough to train you! Finally TPS is about having you say, “I get to go to the gym” instead of “I HAVE TO go to the gym.” I think it’s all about the experience you have during your workout. So from the lighting to the music, TPS is designed to make you feel like the bad ass you know you are.

Here’s how this whole thing came about…

I went to USF to study Sports Medicine because I originally wanted to be a physical therapist. I started doing internships and realized I hated that shit. I loved working with clients and seeing their results, but I hated doing it in a hospital or clinic.

Great, now I have this degree and have no idea what to do with it.

I was back in So. Cal living at home with my parents. No job. Hardly had a car and to top it off, I managed to gain 70 lbs in a year! I went from college athlete to obese! FML!

The only thing that made me happy was playing basketball. So I’d go hoop at 24 Hour Fitness all the time. I mean…all the time! I became friends with the manager who offered me a job on the spot when he found out about my qualifications. There was a catch though.

I had to show “significant weight loss” in 3 months in order to keep the job. Oh man…that shit pissed me off! It was fucking ON!

I dropped all of the weight in 6 months! I went from the fat trainer with 0 clients, to the most demanded trainer with a 2 month waiting list to train with me! BOOM! At some point, I was becoming a little too busy and started trying to share some of my clients with other trainers. That’s when I realized, “holy shit! All these trainers SUCK!” Who the hell hired these guys? I wanted to pick the trainers so I hustled my way into a Management position. I hired bad ass trainers and was KILLING the corporate gym ladder! Of course, I got tired of that shit, almost joined the military, but opted for a girl and Grad school in the Bay instead.

I needed something flexible to help me pay for my bills while I was in Grad School so I threw up an ad on Craigslist. Then quickly realized there’s like 10,000 trainers on Craigslist and I needed a way to be different. “Hmm, I’m hella gay.” So then I googled “lesbian personal trainer” and all I got back was porn and Jillian Michaels.

Hmm, maybe I should post in the women for women section…

I did and I got 5 clients the first two weeks and the lesbians haven’t stopped coming after that. I started training at Lake Merritt with a mat, a jump rope and 1 kettlebell. Everything was cool until I learned clients don’t like to get rained on (no matter how many YouTube inspirational videos they watch.)

I found a spot in Jack London and have been growing in size every year since. Our newest expansion happened in December when we built a 2,000 square foot loft into what TPS is today: a mixture of my experience being overweight, losing the weight, helping others do the same and a mixture of my experience as a lesbian entrepreneur in our community.

So that’s TPS in a nutshell…hmm, a big nutshell.