Hey there, folks! Welcome back to another installment of the 7-40 Challenge, where I’m pushing through the second round, now deep into week two. I’m making solid progress, and for that, I’m stoked! Today’s post is a little different, though—less about a normal exercise session and more about the unexpected workout that real life throws at you. Spoiler alert: it involves a lawnmower, a jungle of a yard, and a whole lot of gratitude.
Today’s exercise wasn’t planned. It wasn’t a neatly programmed set of reps or a long walk. Nope, it was just me, out in the yard, wrestling with the wild overgrowth that’s been neglected for far too long. I spent hours taming the beast—mowing, trimming, and sweating my head off. Let me be real with you: I’m tired this evening. But you know what? There’s a deep, satisfying ache in my bones that comes from knowing I accomplished something worthwhile.
As the Roman philosopher Seneca once said, “Difficulties strengthen the mind, as labor does the body.” Ain’t that the truth? Today’s yard work was a reminder that sometimes the best workouts happen outside the gym, in the messy, sweaty reality of taking care of the place we call home.
I’ve got a bit of a love-hate thing going with yard work. I love when the yard looks crisp, clean, and inviting—like something out of a magazine (or at least, close enough). But mowing? Ugh. I used to dread it. Back when I was younger, I’d grumble my way through it, annoyed that I had to do it. Fast-forward to now, and something’s shifted. Maybe it’s the new place we’ve moved into, or maybe it’s just me getting a little wiser (or at least, less whiny). These days, I’m trying to approach mowing with a new mindset: I don’t have to do it—I get to do it.
That simple flip in perspective changes everything. I get to take care of this home we’re building. I get to make it beautiful, to keep it sharp and well-maintained. It’s not my favorite task in the world—let’s not get carried away—but there’s a quiet pride in looking out over a freshly mowed lawn and knowing I put in the work. Today, I’d even say I did it well.
As I was out there today, sweating under the sun, I couldn’t help but think of another gem from history. The poet Kahlil Gibran wrote in 1923, “Work is love made visible.” That hits me hard as I think about pushing the mower back and forth. Yard work, as mundane as it can feel, is a small act of love—for my home, for my family, for the life we’re creating here. It’s not glamorous, but it’s meaningful.
So here’s my thought for you tonight: gratitude changes the game. I’m learning to face each day with a heart full of thanks, even for the stuff that makes me groan. This life? It’s a gift. Every blade of grass I cut, every weed I pull—it’s a chance to steward what I’ve been given. It is a gift from God and I’m grateful for it, even the sweaty, tiring parts.
Wherever you’re reading this, know that I’m thankful for you. I hope you’re having an awesome day, surrounded by people you love, maybe even tackling your own version of “yard work”—whatever that looks like for you. Keep showing up, keep finding the good in the grind, and I’ll catch you tomorrow for Day 10 of the 7-40 Challenge. Stay grateful, friends!
