Christopher “Chris” Flores
June 29, 1983 – February 15, 2026
Chris never did anything the standard way, including how he lived, so it only makes sense that this won’t be a standard obituary.
To know Chris was to love him. And if you didn’t, it’s probably because he challenged you. He had a way of making people think differently, sometimes uncomfortably so. He didn’t sugarcoat much. His vocabulary included strong punctuation. He didn’t have patience for excuses, mostly because he refused to use his own. But if you could stick around long enough to have a conversation, you became the only person in the room. He could shut out the noise and be fully present in a way that made you feel seen, heard, and known and then you were friends.
Born on June 29, 1983, Chris lived intentionally and fully until his passing on February 15, 2026. He would often say, “If I die tomorrow, I have no regrets. My family knows I love them.” And that remains true.
Before anything else, before community, before leadership, before coach, Chris was a husband and father.
Kyleen and Chris were high school sweethearts. They grew up together. Twenty-five years side by side. Married sixteen years next month and yes, he would be the first to tell you he was a little slow at the proposal. But once he committed, he was all in – in love, in loyalty, in growth, in building something that mattered. He didn’t just say he loved his wife. He lived it boldly, consistently, without question.
His greatest legacy lives in his two best friends, his children — Dominik and Adryana.
Dominik and Chris shared the kind of father-son bond every dad hopes for. The jokes. The laughter that would echo through the house. The look they’d give each other before completely losing it. But beneath the humor was something deeper. Chris taught Dom how to be a man not through lectures, well okay quite a few long lectures, (Chris loved to talk) but mostly through example. Discipline. Honor. Strength. Resilience. He was so proud of the man Dom is. His legacy runs deep.
Adryana was daddy’s girl through and through. Nobody messed with her and if you did, well you heard from him. He was her hero. Chris loved her ferociously. Movie nights. Car rides. Long conversations that would earn Mom “the look,” because again…Dad could talk, but she was always listening. He made her feel protected, valued, powerful, and deeply loved. She is a boss like him and he loved that about her. “Cupcake you are beautiful, you are smart and you are going to change the world!”
Chris believed deeply in the mind-body connection. He believed how you think shapes how you live. He believed strengthening your body strengthened your character. He believed in the power of discipline. Health was a responsibility. Growth was holistic. You couldn’t separate the mind from the body or the spirit from your choices.
He loved working with his hands. He loved nature. He loved building something real. He desired a simpler way of living one dreaming of a rocking chair on a porch overlooking the mountains. The mountains are what brought him the most peace and the mountains will be where he is laid to rest.
Chris was an artist. A writer. A thinker.
In one of his recent journal entries, he wrote his foundation for living:
Faith
Family
Health
Community
He believed every decision should be measured against those building blocks. “Does this nurture what you’re building?” he would ask.
The Summit Health & Fitness community became an extension of his heart. It gave him the opportunity to be exactly who he was. He poured into our community not because it was a business, but because it was people. It was shared lives. It was becoming stronger together. But Chris would be the first to say — the journey was never actually about The Summit. It was always about what happens along the way.
Above all, Chris was a man of faith. He loved God deeply. He challenged religion boldly. He believed God was far greater than the boxes we try to put Him in. He sought wisdom. He sought truth. He asked hard questions. He believed faith was lived, not performed.
Chris could have had every excuse. He chose growth instead. He chose responsibility. He chose to become better slowly, steadily, every single day. And he expected the same from the people around him, because he believed we are all capable of more.
Chris is survived by the love of his life, wife, Kyleen; his children, two humans he loved beyond measure, Dominik and Adryana; his parents, Wendy Flores and Ernie Flores (Chris); his precious sister Leah, brother-in-law and friend Jesse Lensmire, and their children Xander and Zayden; his father-in-law Daniel Kelly (Michele); mother-in-law Lori (Rick) Herriges; sister-in-law April (Aaron) and their children, his nephews, a great niece and nephew and his grandmother Julia, along with many other cherished relatives, friends and The Summit community who he considered family.
Chris lived deeply. Loved fiercely. Led boldly. Questioned everything. And left this world better than he found it.
His legacy is not just in what he built, but in who he built.
Be a little better each day.
No excuses.
Show the world some love.
John 3:3-8
A celebration of life will be held at City Church
Saturday, February 28, 2026
Visitation: 12:00–3:00 PM
Service: 3:00 PM
Summit family, wear your gear. Let’s show up strong.
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