Let’s be real the gym was packed last week. People everywhere were sprinting out of the gates on January 1st trying to prove something to themselves… but how many of them are already burning out? Here’s the truth: Your year doesn’t officially start until you decide to show up. Not when the calendar flips. Not when everyone else is “doing the thing.” When you’re ready to actually commit to yourself that’s your real New Year. For me? Today is my New Year’s Day. Not January 1s

It’s January 4th, 2026. The holidays have come and gone. The noise is starting to fade. And now… it’s just you vs. you. This is the week where people either fall back into old habits or finally rise into what they said they wanted. This is the blog for the ones who are tired of saying “this is the year” and are ready to actually make it the year. I’m not here to sell you anything. I’m here to remind you: You have one shot at this year. And that shot started four days ago. B

A couple of nights ago, I stood in a sea of lights and sound at a Deadmau5 concert. For most, it was just another night of music. But for me it was a ceremony. A moment of release. A ritual to say goodbye to everything 2025 was… and everything it wasn’t. As the bass dropped and lasers cut through the air, I let it all go. The stress. The doubt. The heartbreak. The self-sabotage. The smallness. Gone. Sweated out. Breathed out. Danced out. It reminded me that healing doesn’t al