DAY TWO JULY 4, 2026
I’m giddy this morning. Day two, and I’m all in. I’ve spent months reading, researching and thinking about this, and now I’m actually doing it. I read for a living, and I’ve taken this decision seriously. Now the questions are about what I’m putting into my own body.
I’ve learned a lot from Jon Andersen—my friend, my brother—and I trust him. I know how I am with people. When I find my accountant, my lawyer, my mechanic, the person I trust, I put him in my pocket and keep him forever. I’m loyal. Jon has become one of those people. I respect him and I love him. That trust helped me take the first step.
The uncertainty was in taking that step myself. Yesterday, I got past the fear of the needle. Now the whole process has my attention. I’m putting something into my body, and that makes me deliberate. I want to understand what I’m taking. The Glow stack, tesamorelin, ipamorelin—these names have become part of my routine, and I want to keep learning about them. I believe this is going to work for me.
I also know my pattern when I get excited. I can decide I’m going to change everything, make a big fucking list of thirty things and fail at twenty-eight of them. I’ve done that. There’s plenty of commitment at the beginning. The problem is trying to turn that commitment into a completely different life all at once.
This time, I’m taking it one deliberate habit at a time. I already have a training routine. Saturday is a riding day, Sunday is recovery, and Monday we go hard again. I can keep that rhythm while I learn how to eat better and pay closer attention to the rest of the day. On the Peloton this morning, I lock in. I’ve made the decision. Now I need to follow through, and the ride gives me somewhere to put that focus. Boom.
The food is simple. Chicken across five or six meals. Protein targets hit. I don’t mind eating chicken and salad, and keeping it simple takes a lot of decisions out of the day. I know I’m eating every three hours. I know what I’m going to eat. There’s freedom in having that settled. I can get on with my day. I’m learning how to eat again, how to correct habits I want to change.
Tonight, I get to bed around ten. I know sleep matters, but I’m still working out what giving it a proper place in my life looks like. I haven’t established an early bedtime yet. The workout is one part of the day. I want to pay attention to the eating and the sleeping, too.
Yesterday, I said I wanted a body that could keep up with my life. Today, I’m doing the things that go with that decision. I’m excited. I’m focused. I’m learning to pay attention to myself.
Age Strong.