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Day 9: Twenty-Seven Years and Just Getting Started

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Today is my 27th wedding anniversary.

Twenty-seven years ago, I married my best friend. And sitting at the table with her this morning, talking about all the unlikely things that had to align for us to even meet, I’m reminded why Day 9 of the 7-40 Challenge matters more than any other day so far.

This isn’t just about me. It never has been.

The Butterfly Effect (Or God’s Perfect Timing)

April 1, 1998. I walked into a church in Bethany, Oklahoma, volunteering with the college minister—for what, I don’t really remember. As we walked in together, a beautiful lady with blonde hair walked toward us.

The minister introduced us. She quickly said hello, then politely ignored me. Talked with the minister and was on her way. Little did I know I had just met my future wife.

It was like we were destined to meet. But here’s the thing: I was only at that church because of a singing scholarship that brought me to that university where the college minister was a student. My bride had only transferred to that university three months earlier because she wanted to be closer to home. I’d been at a different church where I was the youth leader until just a month before. Then a rappelling trip in late April. A whitewater rafting trip in June.

Every random piece had to fall into place exactly right.

Twenty-seven years later, we’re still here. Still talking. Still building a life together. I can’t even describe how grateful I am.

Here’s the truth: I’m 47 years old, staring down the reality that 27 more years won’t be enough time to know her, to be her friend, to do everything we still want to do together. It just isn’t long enough to love her completely.

But I’ll take every second I can get.

Why I’m Doing This Challenge

For years, I’ve worked on bettering myself in various ways—career, faith, creativity. But I’ve simultaneously neglected things that matter just as much. My physical health. My strength. My energy.

And here’s what crossed my mind this morning: I have to be here. Not just alive, but present, capable, and strong. I want as many more years as I can have. God willing, that’s a whole bunch.

We love being married. We love building our family. We love being creative together. We love working on homes together—improving things, building things, creating beauty out of work. That requires strength. Stamina. Being physically able to show up and contribute, not just watch from the sidelines because I didn’t take care of myself.

I need to be a helpmate to my wife—not a burden she has to accommodate because I let myself fall apart.

I need to be an example for my son. I want him to see his dad doing the hard thing at 47, not talking about it someday. I want him to watch me transform, so when life gets hard for him, he knows it’s possible to choose differently. To start now, not later.

I want to see my grandchildren. I want decades more with my best friend. I want to keep growing, keep achieving, keep building.

The best time to start taking care of myself? Not someday. Not when things settle down. Now.

Because 27 years from now, I want to be sitting at that same table with her, talking about all the things we built together in these next decades.

And that starts with Day 9.

Day 9 Scorecard: ✅ Bible study ✅ Exercise (Workout A) ✅ Reading ✅ Gratitude ✅ Water ✅ Calories ✅ Creative hour

Nine consecutive perfect days. For her. For my son. For the life we’re still building.

Happy anniversary, my darling. Here’s to 27 more—and I’m going to be strong enough to live every one of them well.

The best time to start is now. Not for yourself alone. For everyone counting on you to be here.

See you tomorrow for Day 10.

Day 8: Why I’m Still Walking (And Why You Should Too)

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Seven days down. One week of perfect execution.

This morning I laced up for my walk thinking about something unexpected: I never saw this coming.

When I was younger, walking was what old people did. Real exercise meant running, lifting, sweating buckets. Walking? That was just… transportation.

At 47, walking is one of my favorite parts of the day.

Not the lifting (though Workout B yesterday destroyed me in the best way). Not the yoga. The walk.

Here’s why that matters for the 7-40 Challenge: Simple works. Sustainable beats intense.

Hippocrates said it 2,000 years ago: “Walking is man’s best medicine.” He was right then. He’s right now.

Three reasons walking wins:

Fresh air. Whether it’s scorching summer or crisp winter, stepping outside and filling my lungs pulls me away from screens and routines. It resets my energy in a way indoor workouts can’t match.

Audiobook time. I’m working through “Made to Stick” while walking. Physical movement + mental input = how I learn best. Double productivity.

My brain needs motion. I’m still that energetic kid who thinks better while moving. At 47, I feel it every time—blood pumping wakes up my brain. Nietzsche nailed it: “All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.”

The practical magic: Walking is low-impact. Easy on joints. No jarring bounces or overuse injuries. It strengthens your heart, aids weight management, releases endorphins that lift your mood. And it’s accessible—no gym required, no equipment needed.

Just shoes and intention.

I never thought I’d be the guy who loves his daily walk. But here I am, Day 8, proving that the best habits are often the simplest ones.

The best time to start walking? Now. Not when you’re “in better shape.” Not when the weather’s perfect. Now.

Lace up. One mile. See how you feel.

Day 8 Scorecard: ✅ Bible study ✅ Exercise (walk + more today) ✅ Reading ✅ Water, calories, gratitude ✅ Creative hour

Eight consecutive perfect days. The simple habits stack.

What’s your go-to movement? Drop a comment—let’s build a community of people actually doing the work.

See you tomorrow for Day 9.

Day 6: When Knowledge Gets in the Way of Starting

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Challenge update: Down 3.7 pounds in six days.

My shoulders are still protesting yesterday’s first free weight workout—incline press, standing press, the whole deal. Good sore, not bad sore…but still sore.

Here’s what’s been rolling around in my head during my 30 minutes of reading today.

I’m working through “Made to Stick” by Chip Heath and Dan Heath as part of my daily reading habit. Today I hit a concept called the “curse of knowledge”—and it punched me right in the gut.

Here’s the curse: Once you know something, you can’t un-know it. You forget what it’s like to not understand.

The Heath brothers describe this experiment: Someone taps out the rhythm of “Happy Birthday” on a table. The tapper hears the full melody in their head—lyrics, tune, everything. But the listener? Just random knocks. The tapper predicts 50% success that the listener will know the tune. Actual success rate? 2.5%.

The expert can’t imagine the beginner’s confusion anymore.

And that’s exactly why so many of us never start.

For over twenty years, I had lists. “Someday I’ll get in shape.” “Someday I’ll write that novel.” “Someday I’ll build better habits.”

But I was waiting to know enough before I started. Waiting until I had the perfect plan. The right program. All the answers. I was waiting until the perfect time.

Here’s what I’m realizing on Day 6: The curse of knowledge works both ways.

I’ve spent 18 years in data management. I know how this curse shows up professionally—I’d stand in front of rooms explaining concepts, watching eyes glaze over, thinking “Why don’t they get it?” Because I’d forgotten what it’s like to be confused.

But I’ve also let other people’s expertise paralyze me. All those fitness gurus who’ve already lost 50 pounds. The productivity experts with their systems perfected. The writers with published novels.

They made it look so obvious. So simple. “Just do these seven things!”

And I’d think: “If it’s that easy, why can’t I do it? What’s wrong with me?”

Nothing was wrong with me. I just didn’t know what Day 6 felt like for them.

They’d forgotten the confusion. The soreness. The scale moving too slowly. The creative hour that produces three decent pages instead of a masterpiece. The moments you want to quit.

That’s why I’m documenting this challenge in real time. Not after I’ve succeeded. Not when I have all the answers and can package it nicely.

Right now. Day 6. Still figuring it out.

Because the best time to start isn’t when you know everything. It’s now. Messy, confused, 3.7 pounds down with a long way to go.

You don’t need expertise to begin. You just need to begin. The best time to start is now.

Today’s scorecard: ✅ Bible study ✅ Exercise (yoga + walking) ✅ Reading (Made to Stick) ✅ Five novel chapters revised (30 total now) ✅ Water ✅ calories ✅ gratitude

That’s Day 6. Not perfect. Not polished. Just real.

What’s been stopping you from starting? Drop a comment—I’d love to hear what curse you’re breaking.

See you tomorrow for Day 7.

Why Gratitude Is Habit #7 in My 7-40 Challenge: Three Gifts That Changed Everything

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When I designed the 7-40 Challenge—seven daily habits practiced for 40 days, repeated throughout 2026—I had to make hard choices. Only seven habits. Not eight. Not ten. Seven.

Bible study made the list. So did exercise, calorie tracking, water intake, reading, and creative work. But the seventh spot? That one is special to me.

I chose gratitude.

Not because it’s trendy. Not because some productivity guru told me to keep a gratitude journal. I chose gratitude because without it, I forget who I am and whose I am.

Gifts, Not Guarantees

I’ve always tried to be a grateful person. Whether through things people have done for me or gifts I’ve received, I’ve understood—or mostly understood—that those gifts were just that: gifts. Not things to expect. Not things to demand.

But I’ve received some gifts in my life that go far beyond my deserving. And I see gratitude as a way to remain centered in those gifts and how thankful I am for them.

The first is my relationship with Jesus.

I recognize that I need Him, and He saved me when I called out to Him. He forgave me of my sins and made me His. I am forever grateful.

The second gift is my wife.

We met when we were 19 years old. Somehow we had the clarity of mind and the foresight to know we had found the person we wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. We celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary this week, and she is the best friend I have ever had aside from God Himself.

The third gift is my son.

We prayed for a very long time for his arrival. When he finally came, it was not without complication. But God took care of him, and he has grown to be such a fine young man—so loving, so smart, so many other things. I am so grateful for him.

These three gifts—Jesus, my bride, my son—aren’t things I earned. They’re treasures I’ve been given. And gratitude is how I remember that.

And there are other ways gratitude has shaped me as well.

When Gratitude Becomes Survival

I was first diagnosed with cancer in 2004 when I was 26 years old. I went through chemotherapy in 2005 and thought I was cancer-free. I was beyond relieved and so grateful for a new start, a new opportunity to do good and be with my family.

For 13 years, life was normal.

Then in 2018, the doctor found a 13cm tumor that had shut off my left kidney. I was in excruciating pain. The diagnosis wasn’t good. It’s only by the grace of God that I am still here.

Because of that, I know I have purpose. I know I have more to do.

For this reason, I choose to be thankful every day.

Sometimes I start to forget. Life gets busy. Habits get routine. The miracle of waking up becomes ordinary again.

But it always comes back.

My heart is filled with so much gratitude for the opportunity to still be here with my family, to love them as hard as I can, and to do my best to live the life God wants me to live.

Gratitude isn’t a nice addition to my life. It’s how I survive with purpose.

Why Sundays Matter

That’s why gratitude is Habit #7 in my challenge. And that’s why every Sunday in 2026, I’m launching a Thank You Campaign—a weekly practice of publicly thanking the people who shaped me, believed in me, and invested in me even when I didn’t deserve it.

Because transformation doesn’t happen in isolation. I didn’t get here alone. And if I’m going to document 7 40 day rounds (280 days) as a “lab rat” proving that change is possible at any age, I need to acknowledge the truth: I am who I am because of the gifts I’ve been given and the people who gave them.

I choose to make my gratitude more tangible. I’m going to start saying thank you as often as I can because I choose a grateful heart.

Not just feeling it. Not just thinking it.

Saying it. Writing it. Making it real.

Because the best time to be grateful isn’t someday.

It’s now.

#thankyoucampaign #gratitude #thankyou

Day 3: The Best Time to Start Is Now

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For more than 20 years, I’ve written lists. “Someday I’ll get in shape.” “Someday I’ll write that novel.” “Someday I’ll…”

Here’s what I’ve learned: someday never comes.

I’ve had wins—career success, creative projects completed. But they came out of balance. I’d crush it at work while my health tanked. I’d focus on one goal while others collected dust.

The pattern? Waiting for the perfect moment that never arrives.

So here’s my core message for the 7-40 Challenge: If it matters enough to want, it matters enough to start today.

Want to see your toes when you look down? Start today. Every day you wait, you’re choosing the opposite.

Want to write a novel? It costs nothing but focused time. The only question is whether you’ll trade scrolling for sentences.

Want to visit Bora Bora? Don’t buy the ticket on credit today—but start saving today. Take one step toward standing on top of the mountain and staring out at that ocean.

This is why I launched the 7-40 Challenge on January 1st instead of “when things settle down.” Things never settle down. I didn’t wait until I felt ready. I didn’t wait until I’d lost weight. I started messy, imperfect, and 280 pounds.

Seven daily habits. Forty days. Documented in real time.

Not because I’ve figured it out, but because I’m tired of waiting to start.

What’s been sitting on your shelf labeled “someday”?

Make today the day.

See you tomorrow for Day 4.