Day 56: The Hero Can’t Be the Loser

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Round 2, Day 16
Monday, March 2, 2026

I’m rereading Donald Miller’s A Million Miles in a Thousand Years, and he tells a story that I can’t stop thinking about.

A friend of his had a daughter who’d started dating a bad kid and smoking pot. Miller, fresh from Robert McKee’s story workshop, said something that sounds simple but lands like a hammer: “She’s stuck in a bad story.”

His friend didn’t get it at first. But Miller explained the framework he’d learned — a story is a character who wants something and overcomes conflict to get it. And this friend realized something uncomfortable: he wasn’t presenting a very engaging story for his family. There was no mission, no purpose, nothing bigger than the routine. So his daughter went looking for meaning somewhere else — and she found it in a boy who wasn’t treating her well. At least he was telling her a story where she mattered.

The friend signed up to raise $25,000 to build an orphanage in Mexico. He didn’t have $25,000. His wife was shocked. His daughter was skeptical. But the whole family ended up rallying around it — and here’s the punchline that Miller drops:

“A girl who’s acting in the role of the hero can’t be in a relationship with a loser.”

It just doesn’t work. Because when you find meaning in your own story, when you know your own worth, you can’t lower yourself to be treated poorly. The bad relationship couldn’t survive the better story.

I’ve been thinking about how this applies to what I’m building.

The 7-40 Challenge is, at its core, a decision to tell a better story. Seven habits, every day, for 280 days. Not because checking boxes changes your life — but because the discipline of showing up daily puts you in a different role. You stop being the person things happen to. You start being the person who makes things happen.

And here’s what I’m discovering 56 days in: when you start playing the hero in your own story, it gets really hard to involve yourself in the things where you’re the loser.

The junk food that used to be easy to justify? Harder to eat when you’ve tracked your calories for eight straight weeks and watched the scale move 13 pounds. The excuse to skip a workout? Harder to make when you’ve got 56 days of unbroken execution behind you. The temptation to play it small, to hide, to keep your ideas in a drawer? Harder to give in to when you’ve written 56 blog posts, worked on two novels, lost 13 pounds and have the realization that you’re just getting started.

The better story crowds out the worse one. Not because you become perfect — but because you become aware. You see the choice for what it is. And once you see it, you can’t unsee it.

Miller’s friend didn’t rescue his daughter by lecturing her. He didn’t ground her or take her phone away. He gave the family a mission. He gave them a story worth living. The daughter rescued herself — because the better story made the bad one impossible to tolerate.

I wrote recently about what it feels like to drift through life without a plan. I compared it to floating face down in water, only lifting your head from time to time to see where the current has taken you. That’s how most people live — pulled by the tide, reacting instead of choosing, going wherever the flow sends them.

To live differently, you have to put your feet down. You have to stand up and let the current run around you. And then you have to decide which direction you’re going to walk.

Nobody’s coming to make this easier. There’s no rich relative showing up with a check. No lottery win. No miraculous rescue. You either tell the story or somebody else tells it for you — and you’re just a character in theirs.

I’m 56 days into telling my own story. It’s connected to everything — my work, my family, my health, my writing, my faith. I can’t compartmentalize it anymore. I have to be the same person at work that I am at home. I have to give the same effort to the things I love that I give to the things I’m paid to do. Because all of it is part of the legacy I leave behind. All of it is part of the story I choose to tell.

If I start to play the hero, it’s really hard to involve myself in things where I’m the loser.

And those are my thoughts for today.

Day 56 — Seven for Seven

See you tomorrow for Day 57.

The Family You Choose

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Day 55 — Gratitude Sunday

March 1, 2026

Today I am thankful.

I’m thankful because I have friends. Two friends, specifically, who over the years have become not just friends — but family. Chosen family. The kind that is just as close as blood.

Last night we went to dinner at Whiskey Cake, a really cool eatery in Oklahoma City that serves freshly prepared, locally sourced food. The K’s sat across the table from us, and we talked about everyday things — family, activities, what everyone’s been up to. And all of that was wonderful in itself. But as I sat there and listened, I had to soak in just how good and right all of it felt.

These are the people who have been there through the hard times. These are the people we know we can count on, depend on, trust. These are friendships that started when we were barely twenty years old and have lasted almost three decades. And they’ll last from here.

You don’t get this kind of depth without taking years of time to just be friends.

There have been seasons where we didn’t get to see each other as much as we wanted. We were in Texas for nine of those years, and it made things tough. But we stayed dedicated — visiting several times a year, driving back and forth, staying in each other’s homes. One of their daughters even mentioned that she loved having us back in town, but that she missed us living in the DFW area because they didn’t get to go on road trips like they used to. That made me smile, because even in the distance, we had built something that was enjoyable. Something worth driving to.

It’s the process of getting to be with people you’re this close to. Just to share in their life. To know that you’re part of their story and they’re part of yours. To see their successes. To be there when they hurt. I love every bit of it. I love having these kinds of friendships because I know they are rare.

In today’s world, you don’t find this just anywhere. You can’t rush it. You can’t manufacture it. You build it one dinner, one visit, one road trip, one hard conversation at a time — over years and years and years.

The Bible says there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. It’s true. That’s what the K’s have been to us. Not just friends. Family. Not by blood by choice.

So thankful for you.

He Does Not Postpone His Life

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Day 54 — The 7-40 Challenge

February 28, 2026

I finished Linchpin today. And on the last pages, Seth Godin pointed me somewhere I didn’t expect — back to Ralph Waldo Emerson.

There’s a passage in “Self-Reliance” that stopped me and made me pay attention. Emerson writes about a young merchant who fails and society calls him ruined. A college-educated genius who doesn’t land the right job within a year, and everyone — including himself — feels justified in being discouraged for the rest of his life.

Then Emerson flips it. He describes a sturdy lad from New Hampshire or Vermont who tries everything — farming, peddling, teaching, preaching, editing a newspaper, going to Congress, buying a township. And always, like a cat, he lands on his feet. That man, Emerson says, is worth a hundred of the “city dolls.”

The line that stopped me: “He does not postpone his life, but lives already.”

I know both of those men. I’ve been both of those men. And the distance between them started with a dime.

From February 2004 to November 2007, I was the office manager of an insurance claims office. I handled the AP and AR, set up claims files, managed the office, took care of the owner’s dog, and served as a general catch-all for whatever needed doing. And if the picture I am painting isn’t vivid enough, the owner smoked four to six cigars a day about ten feet from my desk.

One day I was standing at the copier and the boss asked me how long it had been since he’d raised my salary. It hadn’t been. He told me to add ten cents to my hourly wage. I was making ten dollars an hour. I’m really good at math. I kept a straight face, knowing he had just given me four dollars a week.

I felt like I had been killing it. And I got a dime.

It was demoralizing. But it was also the spark. Because something shifted in me that day. I stopped working for the ten cents and started working for me. Not a dramatic exit. Not a big speech. Just a quiet decision at a copier in a cigar-smoke-filled office that I was going to build myself into something that could never be valued at a dime.

And I did. Over the next twenty years, I became the sturdy lad — at work. I the ins and outs of data management. I earned certifications. I went back to school and turned a 2.7 undergraduate GPA into a 3.95 in graduate school. I became a Distinguished Toastmaster with over a hundred presentations. I moved from that ten-dollar-an-hour desk into career I enjoy. Every time a door closed, I found another one. I landed on my feet. Again and again.

At work.

That’s the part I missed for two decades. I had become Emerson’s sturdy lad in my career, but I had never applied the same principle to the rest of my life. The writing sat in drawers. The novels went unfinished. The fitness goals reset every January. The creative projects piled up in folders and hard drives and notebooks, brilliant in concept and untouched in execution.

I didn’t postpone my professional life. But I postponed a lot of my creativity.

The 7-40 Challenge is the moment I decided to stop splitting the difference. To take the same man who turned a dime raise into a twenty-year career transformation and point him at everything — the health, the writing, the doing, the faith, the creative work, the platform, the legacy. All of it. Every day. Not when the time is right. Now.

Emerson’s sturdy lad doesn’t have one chance. He has a hundred chances. Not because he’s lucky, but because he never stops moving. He tries, fails, pivots, tries again. He doesn’t sit in a room full of half-finished projects wondering why none of them became something.

For twenty years, I was that man from nine to five. Fifty-four days ago, I decided to be that man all day. In every area. With every gift I’ve been given.

He does not postpone his life, but lives already.

Neither will I. Not anymore. Not for a dime. Not again. .

Rest Is Not Retreat

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Day 53 — The 7-40 Challenge

February 27, 2026

I didn’t work out today. And I’m fine with it.

Yesterday I spent 95 minutes in the gym and burned 1,400 calories according to my Apple Watch. Tomorrow morning I’ll be outside for several hours finishing a garden project for my wife — hauling materials, drilling, bending, lifting, sweating in the Oklahoma air. That’s not a light day. That’s manual labor.

So today, I rested. On purpose.

There’s a difference between rest and retreat. Retreat is what happens when resistance wins. It’s the moment you close the laptop, skip the creative hour, and tell yourself none of this matters anyway. Retreat is reactive. It comes from a place of defeat.

Rest is strategic. It comes from a place of awareness. I know what I did yesterday. I know what’s coming tomorrow. And I know that running myself into the ground today doesn’t make me tougher — it makes me less effective when it actually counts.

Here’s the thing most people miss about discipline and habit streaks: rigidity is not the same as consistency. If your system can’t absorb a rest day without collapsing, your system is brittle. And brittle things break.

When I built the 7-40 Challenge, I wrote into my vision document that there would be times when exercise needed to look different. Not optional. Not a loophole. A stipulation. I decided before the moment arrived that strategic rest would be part of the plan — not a violation of it.

That matters more than it sounds like it does. Because when today came, I didn’t have to negotiate with myself. I didn’t have to justify it or feel guilty about it. The decision was already made. I just executed it.

That’s the same principle I wrote about yesterday — responding versus reacting. A response flows from something pre-programmed inside you. If you plan your rest, it’s a response. If you skip because you’re tired and feel bad about it, that’s a reaction.

Fifty-three days in, I’ve learned that the streak isn’t the point. The system is the point. The streak serves the system. The system doesn’t serve the streak. And a system that accounts for the reality of a human body — one that lifted heavy yesterday and will work in the yard tomorrow — is a system that lasts 280 days and beyond.

So if you’re someone who beats yourself up every time you take a day off, I’d ask you this: did you plan it, or did it just happen? If you planned it, that’s not weakness. That’s energy management. That’s wisdom. That’s the kind of discipline that doesn’t make the highlight reel but keeps you in the game long enough to finish what you started.

Rest is not retreat. Not when it’s strategic. Not when tomorrow’s already on the calendar.

Day 53. Resting on purpose. Back to work in the morning.

There Is No Map

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Day 52 — The 7-40 Challenge

February 26, 2026

I’m still working through Seth Godin’s Linchpin, and I either wasn’t paying attention the first time I read this book, or I just wasn’t ready for it.

Godin shares what he calls his favorite bad review — someone critiquing his book Tribes. The reviewer said Godin spent all this time talking about people with good ideas and how they could spread those ideas and made it sound so easy. But then the reviewer complained that Godin never provides a how-to. No step-by-step guide. No blueprint for becoming this kind of leader.

Godin’s response? That’s the point. There is no map.

When I heard that, I felt something click that I’ve been circling for years. Because I have been that reviewer. I’ve read Godin’s work and felt simultaneously inspired and annoyed. I could feel the grind between wanting to be what he described and having absolutely no idea how to get there.

But here’s what I’m realizing at Day 52 that I couldn’t see before: it’s not completely true that I didn’t know how. I just didn’t realize that the principles I was applying at work — the ones I was crushing with — were the same principles I should have been applying to my own life and my own projects.

Let me explain.

Back in the DFW area, I was working as a data governance specialist. I was doing good work. Gaining customer trust. Improving data flow. Making initiatives succeed. But the people around me were getting promoted, and I wasn’t. So I asked my manager the question: how do I get promoted?

His answer was ambiguous at best. Something about being involved in a larger project. Contributing at a higher level. And in my mind, I was contributing. But not on anything high-profile enough to get noticed.

I had two options. Whine about it and stay put, or lift my gaze and figure out how to get to that bigger project. There was no map for that. Nobody handed me a flowchart that said “do these six things and you’ll be promoted in eighteen months.” But when the opportunity for a bigger project came, I recognized it. I grabbed it with both hands. And by the time I was done, I’d gone from data governance specialist to data management advisor for the company.

Looking back, that’s the whole lesson. There was no map. But there was a framework — a set of principles I was already living by at work. Solve the problem. Own the outcome. Show up consistently. Build trust through character, not credentials. I just hadn’t translated those principles to the rest of my life yet.

That’s where the frustration lives for most of us. We want a map. We want someone to hand us a set of directions and promise that if we follow them, everything works out. But that’s not how any of this works. It’s not cartography. It’s a series of decisions made over time in response to things nobody else has encountered in exactly the way you have.

So it’s not that we want a map. It’s that we want a framework — a way to process the information that gets thrown at us. We want a set of habits. We want to name the things that matter and start pursuing them.

That’s what the 7-40 Challenge is. It’s not a map. It’s a compass. Seven habits aren’t directions to a destination. They’re tools for navigating whatever wilderness you’re in.

And I think this is why the Bible says to work out your salvation with fear and trembling. It’s not that you haven’t accepted what God has offered. It’s that your journey with Him is different from anyone else’s. Your response to Him will be different. The principles are universal, but the path is individual. That’s true in faith. It’s true in business. It’s true in transformation.

I’ve had mentors who wandered through similar wilderness. Dave Ramsey taught me to handle money. Dan Miller — who wrote 48 Days to the Work You Love before he passed away — helped me see that passion and entrepreneurship could coexist. Godin has been pushing me to think differently for over a decade. But none of them walked through my wilderness. They gave me enough to start cutting my own trail.

Twenty years ago, the teacher was there. The student wasn’t ready. Now, having been through two cancer battles, corporate environments that tested every skill I had, a marriage that’s lasted 27 years, and a productivity explosion over the last 52 days — I can’t imagine going back to where I was. I see the man I’ve come from. I see where I’m going. And I realize that what felt like delay was actually foundation. Character. Work ethic. Know-how built across a lot of different areas.

The foundation is firm now. And because of that, I can finally hear what Godin’s been saying all along.

There is no map. There never was. But there’s a compass, a set of habits, and a God who’s been with me the whole time.

Day 52. Still cutting trail.