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Ever wonder what it’d feel like to put down the glass and not pick it up again? Or just quit alcohol for a period of time? After a turning point ten years ago (yes, it involved a car, a bit too much “fun,” and a wake-up call I’ll never forget), I made the snap decision…

My wife wanted to kill off our lucrative ´side hustle´.My wife, Manon, is a bit mad at me—and, yeah, I can see why. Here’s what happened… Back in 2008, after years of building our business together, we both decided it was time for her to step back. Manon had done an incredible job growing our…

Ever stop and wonder what you’re sacrificing? In our 30s, 40s, 50s, so many of us: – Ignore health, piling on the damage year by year – Put relationships on the backburner – Drop hobbies that once sparked joy and excitement – Have next to no real Free Time – Live for short weekends just…

This video is hands down one of the most inspiring things I’ve ever found on YouTube. Back in 2015, Jimmy Donaldson—better known as MrBeast—was just a 17-year-old high school student with a passion for making YouTube videos. But what he did next set him apart. He filmed four videos, speaking directly to his future self,…

“What’s taking her so long?” I thought as I waited, gripping the handlebars of my bike. After what felt like 30 seconds, my wife, Manon, finally appeared, flying down the trail with a loud “𝗬𝗶𝗵𝗮𝗵!” It was summer 2013, and we were in the Vallnord Bikepark in Andorra, racing down mountain bike trails. These weren’t…

𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻?𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗼…. If you had a chat with “Present Me” and “2014 Me,” it would feel like two completely different people. Seriously, it’s 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 how much we can change over time,…

In my teens, I had just one burning desire. One thing I craved more than anything: 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲. Why? The military excellence, the adventurous life, and above all—the Brotherhood for Life. It wasn’t just appealing to me, it became 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. I read every book about special forces, tactics, and their missions. I…

Whenever my Commando unit would walk into an off-base mess hall, the room would go 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁. You could feel the weight of the stares and hear the whispers—”It’s the Commandos. What are 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 doing here?” Even after all that time, the level of respect we got still blew me away. We represented something different,…

“How’s it going?” I asked, trying to gauge her energy. “Good, right? Nice pace.” “All good. I’m getting in the flow,” Leyla replied confidently. We both know the importance of the words we speak. No room for complaints here. I love her spirit. “Just another 10K to go,” I added. “OK, easy.” Yesterday, my daughter…