FAT CHANCE

Comparison is the killer of confidence.

So now that Halloween has your family in recovery mode, don’t compare last week’s pre-candy body weight to today’s. Your midsection might look middle-aged for the next few days or however long it takes for your body to flush out the regret and get back to looking in the mirror with the lights on… and both eyes open.

Let it go. You didn’t fail your fitness goals. You just celebrated survival, one Butterfinger, Reese’s Cup, Baby Ruth, Snickers, and Peanut M&M at a time.

And maybe, just maybe, this is also a time to be a kid again. Especially with the one who wishes his dad remembered what it felt like to be anxious, confused, and misunderstood.

That’s a weight fathers know too well, the emotional kind. The kind that doesn’t go away with cardio. So, lighten up.

Laugh when your kid is candy-wasted and needs more sugar just to make the hangover feel less fatal.

Because every time you try to be perfect, your kid learns to fear their own flaws. But every time you show your own, full, and still trying-they learn what love actually looks like.

Music I Recommend

DJ Premier & Ransom- The Reinvention full album

Book I Recommend

(I'm still reading)-Dark Sons by Nikki Grimes

Dad Joke

Why can’t you hear rabbits making love? Because they have cotton balls.

To all the Father's wondering HOW THE FUCK DO I DO THIS?

My advice is "Just don't pull out!"