03/19/2026
You see the weights…
You see the grind…
But you don’t see the real fight.
When I walk through that gym door, nothing else matters.
Not the stress.
Not the past.
Not the chaos waiting outside.
Because today… I had a choice.
And today… I didn’t take a drink.
I know something about myself.
I know I’ve got another drink in me…
But I don’t know if I’ve got another sobriety date.
So I don’t take that first one.
That’s why I train like this.
That’s why I push like this.
Because discipline in here…
keeps me alive out there.
Tonight when I go home, I can tell you everything I did before that first drink…
But after it?
There’s no telling what Rick would do…
or how many people I’d hurt for no reason.