Kevin Maurits

A few weeks ago, my business went to shit and I went back on payroll.

Not exactly the entrepreneurial success story LinkedIn promised me.

The scoreboard is moving, my ego survived, and Plan B is starting to look good if not better than plan A.

Morning routines? Absolutely fucked. Two kids don’t give a shit about them, so now I train in bathrooms, do dips on kitchen counters and occasionally hang off a pull-up bar like an unemployed gorilla after everyone’s asleep.

No gym. No perfect schedule. Still getting the reps in. Still beating most 25 yo gym bros.

I’m actually happier.

I clock out. I go home. I spend my weekends drinking coffee, making pancakes, chasing my boys around Barcelona and chasing my wife around the house when they sleep.

And for once, I’m not mentally running a business while doing it.

Spent quite a while chasing freedom through entrepreneurship, only to realize I was missing the life I wanted that freedom for.

Will I build something again? Probably.

Am I in a hurry? Fuck no.

Former Marine. Failed entrepreneur. Employed salesman. Dad of two. Part-time bathroom athlete.

Different mission. Same fucking standards.

Coffee helps.

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