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10/15/2026

Just two dudes with absolutely no idea what we’re doing. 😂

Ari’s back to being his little weirdo self and honestly, I’m just happy to be along for the ride.

This is the good stuff.

September felt less like becoming someone new and more like getting pieces of myself back.My first leadership conference...
10/07/2026

September felt less like becoming someone new and more like getting pieces of myself back.

My first leadership conference as a Store Manager. Reconnecting with people who helped shape me. Starting to trust that maybe I really do belong in the seat I fought so hard to earn.

Rugby became more than something on the calendar. Training started finding its way back in. Morning routines became more intentional. Therapy, reflection, and actually paying attention to what I need started becoming part of the work too.

And through all of it, Ari just kept growing right in front of me. More personality. More independence. More little moments that remind me how fast this season is moving and why I’m trying so hard to be present for it.

September wasn’t easy. There were still days I felt stretched too thin, days I questioned myself, and days the backpack felt heavier than I wanted to admit.

But there were also a lot of signs that the work is working.

I’m becoming a better leader, a more present dad, a better partner, a coach again, and maybe most importantly, I’m starting to feel more like Matt again.

That might be the biggest win of the month.

Not becoming someone completely new.

Just finding my way back to parts of myself I thought I had lost.

On to October.

This is the stuff I mean when I say I don’t want to miss the little things.No big milestone. No life lesson. Just Ari ab...
10/01/2026

This is the stuff I mean when I say I don’t want to miss the little things.

No big milestone. No life lesson. Just Ari absolutely locked in at the controls like he’s got a launch window to hit. 😂

One minute he’s crawling around the house, the next he’s apparently running the space program.

And honestly, these are the moments that make all the work, all the juggling, and all the trying to get the balance right worth it.

For now, I’m just happy to be here for the mission.

Ground control to Major Ari. 🚀

To infinity and… probably bedtime.

Finally made some time to get back in the lab.Just me, the garage floor, and a 40lb Iron Man kettlebell trying to rememb...
09/29/2026

Finally made some time to get back in the lab.

Just me, the garage floor, and a 40lb Iron Man kettlebell trying to remember what the hell we’re doing. 😂

Nothing fancy. Just getting some work in and slowly finding the rhythm again.

Turns out I missed this.

We’re back. 🫡

As a millennial dad, I think we’re trying to do fatherhood differently.We still want to provide, work hard, and build so...
09/27/2026

As a millennial dad, I think we’re trying to do fatherhood differently.

We still want to provide, work hard, and build something better for our families. But we also want to be there—for the mornings, the bedtime routines, the random little moments.

And somehow, we’re trying to keep parts of ourselves too. Train. See friends. Have hobbies. Be a good partner. Take care of our mental health.

That’s the question I keep coming back to:

At what point do I let a little bit of myself disappear in order to be more present for them?

Because I don’t want to miss Ari’s childhood chasing success. But I also don’t want him watching me give up every part of myself in the name of being a good dad.

I think a lot of us are trying to figure out that line.

How do you give your family everything they deserve without giving away so much of yourself that there’s nothing left?

Presence matters. Providing matters.

But so does the person doing both.

My first leadership conference as a Store Manager felt like more than just another work trip. It felt like a capstone on...
09/24/2026

My first leadership conference as a Store Manager felt like more than just another work trip. It felt like a capstone on year one.

This year has been a lot of questioning myself, adapting fast, making mistakes, stacking wins, and figuring out what leadership actually looks like when I stop trying to copy what worked for somebody else.

Getting to reconnect with two of the Store Managers who helped shape me made that hit even harder. I got the chance to tell them that what they gave me mattered. The lessons, the standards, the way they showed up — all of that still lives in how I lead.

But I’m not trying to become either one of them.

I’m trying to take what they gave me and build something of my own. My own style. My own standards. My own vision.

And honestly, I think that’s the biggest shift from year one.

I’ve finally stacked enough wins, enough progress, and enough proof to stop wondering if I belong in this seat. The imposter syndrome isn’t completely gone, but it’s getting quieter.

For the first time, I’m not just trying to become a Store Manager.

I’m becoming the kind of leader I actually want to be.

I got really good at being the person everyone could rely on. I never really learned what it felt like to have someone n...
09/20/2026

I got really good at being the person everyone could rely on. I never really learned what it felt like to have someone notice when I needed the same.

This year, the backpack got heavy. Work. Fatherhood. Home. Life. And instead of asking for help, I started taking pieces of myself out of it—training, sleep, friends, the things that made me feel like me.

The bag kept moving, but I was disappearing underneath it.

That’s the part I think a lot of dads understand. You keep showing up. Providing. Handling it. And because you’re still standing, nobody really notices how heavy it is.

Sometimes you don’t need someone to fix your life. You just want someone to look at you long enough to realize you’re tired too and say, “Damn. Let me hold that for a minute.”

It took getting close to a breaking point for me to realize the answer wasn’t becoming less of myself. It was rebuilding the person carrying it.

Therapy. Rugby. Training. Routine. Intentional mornings with Ari. None of it made the backpack lighter. It made me stronger underneath it.

And maybe that matters most because I have a little boy watching me carry mine now.

I don’t want him growing up believing being a man means carrying everything quietly until no one can tell it hurts.

Taking care of myself isn’t another responsibility. It’s maintenance on the person carrying all of them.

For most of my life, I thought self-hatred was discipline.If I wasn’t progressing, I was failing.If I was failing, I was...
09/13/2026

For most of my life, I thought self-hatred was discipline.

If I wasn’t progressing, I was failing.
If I was failing, I wasn’t worth much.

So I learned how to use that.

Work harder.
Become more useful.
Get stronger.
Get promoted.
Be needed.

Whatever it took to stay ahead of the version of myself I was terrified of becoming.

And the fu**ed up part is—it worked.

That mindset built a lot of my life.

Which is probably why it’s been so hard to let go of.

Because the last couple years have started teaching me something I spent most of my life refusing to believe:

I was already enough.

Not because of my title.
Not because of what I produced.
Not because I could carry everyone else.

Just me.

This past year stretched me harder than almost any other. I’ve felt like an imposter, questioned my choices, lost pieces of myself and rebuilt others.

There were plenty of days I felt like I was faking it.

Maybe that’s why “fake it till you make it” doesn’t fit anymore.

Maybe it’s fake it till you make it your own.

Until the weight feels like yours.
Until the life feels like yours.
Until you stop trying to earn your place in it.

I’m still learning how to become better from love instead of self-loathing.

Because there’s a little boy watching now.

And I refuse to teach him that his worth has to be earned the way I thought mine did.

Maybe breaking that cycle starts here:

Becoming better without needing to believe I was ever worthless to begin with.

I’ve spent most of my life believing:If you’re not progressing, you’re regressing. And regression is death.So I kept mov...
09/06/2026

I’ve spent most of my life believing:

If you’re not progressing, you’re regressing. And regression is death.

So I kept moving the line. Another goal. Another promotion. Another version of myself I needed to become.

Reach the top. Find the next mountain.

But lately I’ve realized something: Maybe standing still for a minute isn’t regression. Maybe sometimes you’re just standing on top of the mountain you spent years climbing. I’m in the career I fought for. I’m a father. I’m coaching again. I’m building a life that used to feel far away.

There will be another mountain.

But I don’t need to go looking for it today. Maybe this season is just asking me to be proud. To be grateful. To enjoy the fu***ng view.

And maybe that’s what I want Ari to learn too: Your worth is not always waiting at the top of the next mountain. Sometimes you’re allowed to arrive.

Ashley you gave me a son.And in doing so, you gave me a life and a world I never knew I needed.From that moment to every...
02/02/2026

Ashley you gave me a son.
And in doing so, you gave me a life and a world I never knew I needed.

From that moment to everything we get to live now, thank you for every sacrifice, every ounce of love, and for building this beautiful life with me. Thank you for making me a father.



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