Fitness, Failure & Faith

As I approach my 75th birthday, it feels both monumental and oddly unremarkable. Three-quarters of a century—however you choose to frame it—has a way of inviting reflection. In my case, it’s prompted me to think deeply about three themes that have shaped my life: fitness, failure, and faith.

So yes, buckle up.

Where Do You Begin at 75?

Normally, I might lead with my professional credentials here. That’s the customary move. But if you’re curious about titles, resumes, or accomplishments, you can find all of that on my website. What interests me more—especially at this stage of life—is the story underneath the bullet points.

I could start by telling you how I began lifting weights as a skinny high school senior, unsure of myself and looking for strength in more ways than one. That story matters, and I’ll come back to it.

I could also talk about how becoming a husband, father, grandfather, and brother reshaped my understanding of fitness—not just as physical capability, but as responsibility, consistency, and care for others. Those experiences mattered too, and they deserve their own space.

The Thread That Ties It All Together

But when I step back and look at the full arc—fitness, family, success, failure, aging—there’s one thread that quietly weaves through all of it.

Faith.

If that surprises you, you’re not alone. It certainly surprised me.

Faith wasn’t the headline at the start of my journey. It emerged slowly, sometimes uncomfortably, often through failure rather than success. Yet over time, it became the lens through which everything else—training, setbacks, discipline, identity, and aging—began to make sense.

Why This Blog?

This blog isn’t about pretending I have everything figured out at 75. I don’t. It’s about sharing what I’ve learned, what I’m still wrestling with, and how fitness, failure, and faith continue to shape each other in unexpected ways.

Some posts will be practical. Some will be personal. A few may be uncomfortable. But all of them are written with the same intention: honest reflection, offered in the hope that It resonates with someone else who’s still showing up, still training, still questioning, and still believing—however imperfectly.

If you’re willing to walk that path with me, I’m glad you’re here.