Today I turn 49. I feel stronger than ever. My size 30 waist pants are officially too big. A day or two ago I was able to see legit muscle growth, which delighted me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Blew past goal weight (145) again. I’d been bouncing between 147-149 for a few weeks, but kept working and the last few days I was rewarded with a few big drops. Next is 140. I didn’t have plans for below that, but the possibility is there, if my medical team agrees. While I feel great, I still don’t feel “skinny.” That’s not a word I associate with myself. I do feel healthy, which is enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I couldn’t do this without an amazing support team. The doctors, nutritionists, and exercise specialists are nice, but they aren’t there with me every day. I get support several places, but I’d like to call out the two biggest:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My family. Katie – My wife, my BAE, my ride or die. I have thrown so many curveballs this year on things I wanted to do or buy and she never blinked. She just supported. If I was in a hard place, her and our boy Logan were my rocks, often unknowing, because most of the time I don’t talk about shit that is bothering me, I just keep working until it’s solved or I feel the need to spew my thoughts into the world. She is on a journey of her own and is absolutely killing it. Love you, K-Bomb. Love you too, Logan. Those little post-its you leave me make my heart want to explode.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The group I can’t talk about because we don’t talk about it. They are my tribe and I am honored to be part of theirs. They allow some pretty severe self-indulgences on my part and never complain. By the way, if you have meds, fucking take them, drink your damn water, and do the fucking work. Love you guys.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
These photos below are exactly one year apart. People will congratulate me for this. That’s great and is appreciated, but I want to be very clear that I am not special. I have no magic pill, no magic spell, no magic anything. What I have is the ability to be disciplined with a specific set of goals. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Discipline is all it takes to change your life. That’s the simple truth of it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It is that simple and that hard. <\/p>\n\n\n\n On to 50!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Today I turn 49. I feel stronger than ever. My size 30 waist pants are officially too big. A day or two ago I was able to see legit muscle growth, which delighted me. Blew past goal weight (145) again. I’d been bouncing between 147-149 for a few weeks, but kept working and the last… <\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.iowabiker.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/image1-1.jpeg\")
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