I used to let my history strangle my future.
For years, I woke up on January 1st feeling hungover on regret.
I would look at the calendar and feel a heavy, suffocating weight in my chest. I wasn’t excited. I was tired. I was dragging around a corpse—the dead weight of every mistake, every missed workout, and every broken promise from the year before.
I was trying to run a race while looking backward. And it was destroying me.
Then, I felt the shift. It wasn't a whisper; it was a lightning bolt.
I realized that the past is ash. It literally does not exist anymore. I realized that I wasn't "continuing" an old story. I was holding the pen for a brand new book.
I felt the weight drop off my shoulders. My lungs filled with clean, cold air. The possibility of who I could be was suddenly electric. It wasn't about "fixing" the old me. It was about birthing a new one.
I realized that right now, this very second, is the only reality we have.
We get to decide. We get to set the standard. We get to be the kings of our own lives again.
That is what The Proving Grounds is. We are a tribe of men who refuse to live in the rearview mirror. We are building the future with our bare hands, starting today.
- If you truly believed your past mistakes were gone forever, how big would you dream for yourself today?
2. What is the one massive, scary goal you’ve been afraid to touch, that you are finally going to hunt down this year?
Your action today:
Stand in front of the mirror. Look yourself in the eye for 60 seconds. Say out loud: "The old man is dead. I am choosing who I am right now." Feel the fire come back.
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I used to let my history strangle my future.
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