30/08/2026
I got seven more days.
The week started with me taking Kenny to work and ended with me realizing how emotionally invested I’ve become in my daughter’s soccer games.
This week I shared my Most Improved Player story and how losing that mentality hurt my NFL career. It’s bittersweet. I love how much the story helps people, but it also reminds me how different my life could’ve been if I had carried that mentality into the NFL.
School starts this week, so fresh haircuts for the girls were due, and they loved them.
I made an espresso tonic on the way to the State Fair. We did the slide, ate our usual snacks, discovered chocolate covered strawberries, and watched Quincy get old enough for more rides while her sisters moved on to the bigger ones.
I had my usual coffee and w**e throughout the week too. Little pockets that remind me to slow down.
I also finally made time for something I’ve wanted to do for months. Conversations with someone I’ve always been curious about and felt an unexplainable connection with. I’m excited to see where they go.
I caught myself mumbling under my breath, moving my head with the action and literally kicking my leg when they took a shot.
Then I realized why.
My oldest loves to perform and sing. My middle daughter loves to compete.
She loves gymnastics, but soccer is something she’s naturally good at. Watching how badly she wants to compete and win brings the competitor back out of me.
I don’t know if she can see my little reactions from the field. Maybe one day I’ll be the dad screaming from the sidelines. For now, seeing the smile on her face when she sees me there is enough.
This week reminded me to slow down and pay attention. A lot of life happens in seven days when you’re present enough to notice it.
On to another seven.