Throw back Thursday.

Last month I completed my 40th trip around the sun - at least on the outside of the womb. Instead of feeling older, I spent my birthday running through the woods, ducking paint balls that were being fired at my head by a group of Navy guys, arranged by my wife Jill and my buddy Jay [who runs Life and Love Studios with his awesome wife Alison]. Ya, it was as awesome as it sounds.

I have tried not to over-think the big 40, and what it represents - but when I do, I can't help but feel humbled and incredibly grateful. This whole operations runs on the support of my friends and family. Five years ago, I was sitting at a desk in a massive building writing software for a Fortune 10 company - literally a cog in the machine - and when I talked about leaving that job (and steady paycheck) and striking out on my own to do something that I loved, you all believed it would work. No one even hesitated and that has been the best birthday present a guy could ever ask for.

For me, 40 doesn't represent getting old; it represents that it's my time to go and make a difference. That's something I couldn't have done it without your faith and support.

I owe you all a hug and my thanks. Much love.