30 Days, 99 Minutes, Day 2: Late start, real reset

At 10 p.m. the treadmill looked like the last thing I needed. I wanted sleep, not steps—after a near-sleepless night soothing post-surgery Wynn through a thunderstorm, her absolute kryptonite. I got on anyway—because showing up is part of this challenge.

Then came the harder truth: I needed to step back from yesterday’s work and get clear. That sting you feel when momentum meets honesty? I felt it. I pressed pause, asked sharper questions, trimmed noise, and chose clarity over speed.

I didn’t want to do any of it. I did it anyway.

This is entrepreneurship: not glamorous, not linear—consistent. Late starts happen. Resets happen. The win is choosing them with intention. Tonight wasn’t a finish line; it was a recalibration. Tomorrow moves cleaner because I showed up when it was easiest not to.

Still in.