Watching Olive play in her first Junior High basketball game yesterday was a lesson in nerves, excitement, and growth. The rules, plays, time-keeping, and scoring, all new, and each a bit challenging in their own way. By the fourth quarter, I saw Olive transition from wide-eyed newbie, to engaged competitor.  Progress. Tony Robbins says “progress equals happiness”, and as humans we are wired to either “grow or die”. We see this in the excitement of youth, each day a new adven

Hazel and I put an especially large item on our Christmas lists this year and after a lot of prayer and some marginal behaviour, Santa brought our family a 3D printer. I had been ruminating about a world where the girls and I could dream, create, and iterate bringing imagination to life. A few hours of YouTube ‘research’ made it plainly clear that 3D printing had evolved to a ridiculously advanced state, and it was time to explore.    Post-Christmas, it turns out that our pri

James Clear has the greatest digital newsletter ever. His weekly  3-2-1  is often so profound that I am always baffled that he is able to find so many ‘gems’ of wisdom, so consistently.  While reading his January 1, 2026 insights, amazing as usual, the final question got me thinking. “If you met your 80 year old self today, what would they beg you to stop postponing?” Although I have a pretty ‘dialed-in life’, there are a few things I will make space for in 2026. BJJ rolls th

During the Christmas season, I sample the bountiful treats baked, bought and shared. Like everything else in life, my return to sugar, assuredly begets more sugar.  Which leads to one of my personal mantras:  “Begets, Begets”. The weeks when I roll BJJ two times, my body craves three or four. When I train everyday, it is so much easier than training every second day. When I eat one cookie, I want five. Running for three days a week makes me want to run everyday. And having a

My first flight instructor in 1998 would ask me, "Are you having fun?” after every flight together. I found each session quite stressful and demanding, quite the opposite of fun. Passing my flight test was a highlight of my life, and with the gift of freedom when I was pilot in command, every flight was fun. In 2008 when I returned to university to get an education degree I trained as a student teacher with multiple great mentors. I always felt like an imposter within their c

One of my proudest teaching moments was when a grade 7 parent came to me at the end of the school year, and informed me that her son who previously hated Social Studies, now loved it, and I’d inspired him to become a Social teacher one day. Social 7 was actually a course that I secretly found extremely boring at onset, but by forcing enthusiasm, was able to convince the students (and myself) that it was pretty cool stuff to learn.  15 years later, my daughter Olive is now a g

Olive was quite ill on the weekend. By Sunday night, as the infrared thermometer read 40.5 degrees I became concerned. A discussion with Chat GPT walked me calmly and carefully through causes, concerns, and an action plan. This calm and unwavering AI assistant paused patiently as I interrupted with deeper inquiry, repeated recommendations with enthusiasm, and appeared fully empathetic. Her pleasant and efficient responses gave me peace of mind, and her depth of knowledge was

I spent two back to back afternoons teaching Karina’s kindergarten class.  It was obvious after the first 10 minutes that the rest of society could learn something from this experience. They were true mirrors of the energy I exuded, and I brought my ‘A’ game. Everyone was excited. Excited to see me. Excited to see each other. Excited to share about everything. They all wanted me to join them. Join their play. Join their craft. Join their lunch table. Inclusion 101. We moved o

Twenty years ago I worked as a lender for Farm Credit Canada, and attended their annual conference. The CEO at the time gave a keynote speech with the premise: “The right tool for the job”. Although he was speaking about loan products for agriculture, his message carried with me through the years. When you encounter challenges along the path of life, be assured that many people have dealt with the same issue before you. In many cases the knowledge that allowed them to overcom

Last week I flew my airplane backwards.  Relative to the earth. The airmass at 4400’ was moving eastward at 40 kts. I throttled my engine back, lowered all my flaps, and entered slow flight, at 38 kts westbound. For those familiar with integers you can see that relative to the earth I was moving at -2 kts. Technically my aircraft was still flying at 38 kts, inside of an air mass moving the opposite way at 40kts, leaving my groundspeed relative to the earth at a paltry -2 kts.

I’ve recently become obsessed with Polymarket. This ‘prediction market’ platform allows you to buy and sell shares based on the outcome of real-world events. Sports, culture, or political upheaval, Polymarket allows you to gamble on virtually anything.  The great thing about Polymarket is that the odds are a function of market pressure rather than a traditional bookmaker. People placing bets create the odds, and the price is determined strictly by market demand.  This concept

I visited dad’s farm this morning in order to help him get the feed mixer operational after its summer break. Although normally a routine farm activity, a recent health issue has limited dad’s ability to move, lift, and complete this job. So stepping away from the office for a couple hours to lend some muscle was a nice respite from the desk, and I relished the opportunity.  Completing a few simple tasks was a lesson in how much physical strength is still required for many fa

The arrival of our new Hume Body Pod last week spawned my latest wave of human performance monitoring. This smart scale, touted as a practical (and affordable) home DEXA-scan, spits out a plethora of body composition data (body fat %, muscle %, metabolic age, and much more).  As someone who trains and weighs in daily, I was tired of relying on body mass as my only means of health assessment. The inability to differentiate a pound of muscle from a pound of fat, left me assumin

Once a year my airplane, a 1975 Cessna 172, goes through an extensive ‘annual inspection’ where all critical systems are inspected, serviced, and signed off as airworthy. The inspections for this little plane can range from $1500 to $7500 depending on what items need fixing. This requirement applies to all certified aircraft in Canada, and is one of the reasons why aircraft generally don’t ‘age’. There are hundreds of aircraft from the 1940s, 50s, and 60s, still flying today,

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