10/26/2025
I’m not training for summer anymore. I’m training for 80.
One day, I’m going to be 80 years old, standing in my driveway, absolutely schooling my grandkid in a game of one-on-one basketball.
And you bet I’ll be trash-talking his little ass after I win.
That’s how I think about health now, not just looking good naked, but being able to live when I’m old as hell.
(And also looking good naked. Because... dating 🤷♂️)
Yeah, I still care about the aesthetics.
Six-packs, tight glutes, all that.
But I’ve realized those things mostly come as a side effect, if I stay strong, mobile, and active as I age.
I want to be able to:
🏈 Play flag football at the beach
🧗♂️ Rock climb, golf, and hike mountains in Alaska
🪂 Jump out of airplanes with my dad and friends
👨👩👧👦 Play “don’t touch the rug” with my future kids and keep up with them on family trips
And still look damn good doing it.
About 13 years ago, I stopped loving workouts.
Now, training’s just this boring little thing I do to clear my head, de-stress, and support the life I actually care about.
Same with nutrition.
I don’t always want to eat well, but I do, because it keeps me in the game.
On the days I don’t feel like it, I’m not thinking about macros or PRs.
I’m thinking about my values.
I’m thinking about being 80 and still moving like someone half my age.
If you get it, cool, tell me why you move your body.
If not, cool, tell me why you don’t.