15/05/2026
I’m 35 today
Most birthday posts are gratitude lists.
This one isn’t.
I’d rather write something useful than something nice.
Five things I’d do differently.
1. I lived like a minion.
Go to work. Come home. Month to month. Pay the bills, just about. Repeat.
That was my twenties. Head down, no plan, no thinking past the next payday. Never sat down to learn how money actually worked, earning it, saving it, why I spent it the way I did.
2. I’m a beast of an entrepreneur.
I sat on it for years.
I had the wiring the whole time. Ideas. Instincts. The way I see businesses, opportunities, gaps, that’s been there since I was young. I just didn’t use it.
I didn’t know myself yet. I worked on my body for fifteen years before I did one honest hour on my own head. No journaling. No reading.
When you’ve got people depending on you, action gets harder. You think having a family will light a fire under you. Sometimes it does. Sometimes it just makes you scared of getting it wrong.
3. I wish I’d discovered training and nutrition at 15, not 25.
Imagine knowing at 15 what I know now. About the gym. About food. About sleep. About what your body actually needs.
I didn’t figure any of it out until my mid-twenties. And even then, I got it wrong for years, training twice a day at 23. Chasing a body. Calling it dedication.
It was a waste of time. I could’ve trained half as much and used the other hours to build something.
4. I didn’t tell my parents enough what they mean to me.
They left everything in Slovakia so I could have a life here. Twenty years.
They move back this year. And I’ve spent twenty years assuming there was always more time to say the thing.
5. I thought I had time.
This is the one underneath all the others. I thought I’d get fit later. Start the business later. Tell my parents later.
Later is a lie. Later is how you wake up at 35 wishing you’d started at 25.
If you’re older than 35 please don’t read this as “I missed it.” Read it as “I’ve still got time.” Because you do. I’m not at the end of anything. I’m at the start. Just later than I should’ve been.
35 today. Still going.
Discipline Creates Everything.
