Today I’m 40 and I’ve never been so grateful to be alive on my birthday.
Four years ago I looked at myself in the mirror and I didn’t like what I saw. I had let myself go. I was eating all the wrong shit, I never worked out, and my riding was starting to suffer. I was heading down the wrong path. I told myself in that moment, my goal was to get in the best shape of my life before I turned 40. I didn’t wait until Monday to start.. I walked out my house and started running. I’m stoked on what I accomplished, but there’s more work to be done. I look forward to continuing the journey and I’m excited about the remaining years of my life. I’ll never truly be able to explain the amount of work I did to get where I’m at today.