01/02/2026
The pull-up is symbolic for me. It represents something I once believed was completely unattainable, especially after tearing my rotator cuff a few years ago. The recovery was long and brutal, even without surgery, and for a long time, I assumed certain things were just off the table.
Achieving my first pull-up at 61, then refining it at 62 and wanting to keep going, felt genuinely badass. The training carried me through some really hard personal moments, and I know it will continue to do that.
Every time I jump up, another thing I once thought I’d never be able to do, to grab the grips or the bar, especially when I’m working on wide overhand pull-ups, I still have to psych myself up. I tell myself, out loud sometimes, that I can do this.
Progress isn’t linear. Some days, I feel strong and confident and can barely manage two pull-ups. Other days, I feel tired and somehow knock out three with what feels like very little effort.
The best part is how the discipline and belief I’ve built around this one goal spill into the rest of my life.
I wasn’t too old. I wasn’t too weak. It wasn’t impossible. I just believed it was.
Now it’s part of my reality. Will I reach my next pull-up goal in 2026? Let’s find out together.
What are you working toward this year that feels impossible right now? It doesn’t have to be a pull-up.