Lately, we’ve been diving deep into discipline—what it looks like, how it feels, and where it leads. For me, discipline has never just been about checking boxes. It’s about doing the hard things repeatedly, especially when no one’s watching.
Right now, I’m doing something that doesn’t come naturally to me. I’ve picked up running again. Not because it’s my favorite—it’s not. I’ve always gravitated more toward barbells than blacktop. The iron feels like home. Running, on the other hand, has always felt more like a chore. But that’s the point.
I’ll be 47 years old next month. And in October, I’ll be stepping back on stage for another bodybuilding show. That’s the big goal. But like always, it’s the small, stacked tasks that get me there. Making the bed. Getting the meals in. Logging the workouts. Doing the cardio—even when I don’t want to.
Right now, I have the motivation to run. The momentum is fresh. But I know that won’t last forever. Motivation is a spark. Discipline is the firewood. The goal isn’t to always want to run. The goal is to run anyway.
That’s what this season is about for me—putting reps in places I usually avoid. Staying consistent when it’s inconvenient. Using the barbell to build strength and the road to build grit. I want to walk onto that stage in October knowing that I didn’t cut corners. That I pushed myself in ways that make me uncomfortable. That I chose the harder path because I could—and because it made me better.
So here’s to discipline. To running even when lifting sounds better. To prepping for 47 like it’s just the beginning.
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