
What 12 Hours Taught Me
Preparing the Way Through Regulation, Not Hustle

Have you ever prepared for something meaningful — and realized your body wasn’t prepared the way your heart was?
Recently, I spent 12 hours at the Wrestling State Tournament watching my boys compete at their FIRST individual state competition with their high school team. It was beautiful. Historic. Emotional. Loud. Long. And my body felt every minute of it.
Pain climbing. Severe nausea. Heart drop. Near passing out.
There was a time when I would have pushed through and pretended I was fine. This time, I did something different.











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