56 Hours, No Sleep, Total Respect

Hey Team!

What a weekend of human performance.

Honestly? It felt like my version of F1. And not just for me—thousands of us were glued to our phones, refreshing Instagram from :55 to :05, every hour on the hour, for three straight days.

Credit where it’s due: Nick Bare has built something incredible. After nearly 15 years, he’s created a thriving performance brand, a massive community, and this past weekend… he hosted the Superbowl of running.

The Go One More Ultra is simple in concept, brutal in execution. 125 runners. A 4.2-mile (or 7-km) loop. Every hour, on the hour. Run it or you’re out. Last person standing wins.

Sounds doable, right? Not even close.

When I ran 125 km from Vancouver to Whistler, I averaged 6:30/km. At that pace, that’d give me 15 minutes between loops to fuel, breathe, and reset. But over time, that window closes. Ten minutes. Eight. Five. Less.

Two runners went 56 hours. Three full days. No sleep. 235 miles. It was a masterclass in grit—and a reminder of what the body (and mind) are capable of when you go all in.

We’re in a new era of endurance. More people are leaning into big, uncomfortable challenges. And I’m here for it.

Tested This Week

The one number I check daily—and it’s not my weight.

For the past two years, I’ve used an InBody scanner nearly every morning.

It’s one of the most accurate tools I’ve come across. But here’s the twist: I rarely look at the weight.

What I care about is the InBody Score. It’s a proprietary number (0–100) based on muscle mass, body fat, water, and other internal metrics. And it gives me a more complete read on how I’m actually doing.

Weight by itself tells you very little. When you’re building lean mass and losing fat, the scale might not change at all—but your body is improving in all the ways that matter.

I like to poke fun at myself, I’m a man of routine. I eat clean. Train hard. Same rhythm most days.

Because of that consistency, my score stays locked at 92 or 93. Travel and stress? It dips to 91. Only once or twice have I cracked 94.

Not groundbreaking, but reliable.
If you’re serious about health and performance, this is one tool I can’t recommend enough.

A Mental Edge

Something I’ve been chewing on lately.

AI is here. We all know it. And if you’re not using it yet, you’re already getting lapped. That’s just facts.

I’m not an expert. But I’ve seen how much it’s impacted my workflow in just a few months. Writing. Planning. Research. It’s like having a jet engine strapped to your back.

But there’s a shadow side to all this speed.

The more convenience we stack into our lives, the less we rely on our own raw ability to figure things out. To sit in discomfort. To problem-solve under pressure. To say the hard thing that needs to be said, and not the one that was ghostwritten by a bot.

So the question I’ve been asking is this:
How do we raise resilient, self-led humans in a world designed to do the hard stuff for us?

My answer—at least right now—is we keep leaning into hard things. We sign up for the challenge. We have the hard conversation. We build the skill of choosing what’s uncomfortable, on purpose.

Because when you zoom out, what do we actually remember from the hard seasons in life?

Not the tools. Not the hacks. But how we rallied. How we held the line. How we made something meaningful out of the mess.

It’s on that edge we grow. That’s what will matter in the long run.

In The Field

A race with no finish line. And the wildest ending no one saw coming.

Let’s circle back to the Go One More Ultra. Because what went down in those final hours? Unreal.

After 3 days of running—yes, three days—and back-to-back-to-back 7 km loops, only two runners were left standing: Kim and Kendall. They’d each clocked 56 laps. That’s 235 miles. The third-place guy? Dropped out 100 miles earlier (!!).

But then, Mother Nature stepped in. A storm rolled through the Texas desert—hail, wind, pounding rain. Unsafe to continue.

The race organizers paused it. Everyone held their breath and waited to hear an update. And then the twist: Kim and Kendall made the call themselves. They looked at each other, mid-battle, and said: “We’re good. Let’s share this.”

No dramatic finish. No ego. Just two athletes, both deep in the trenches, choosing to respect the hell out of each other and walk away with something bigger than a trophy.

It wasn’t the ending people expected. But I feel it was the ending we all needed. A reminder that sometimes the strongest move isn’t going one more lap—it’s knowing when to call it, together.

Quick Reminders Before You Start:

Two of my favorite Instagram accounts dropped a recap video on the Last Man Standing race. They capture the magic perfectly.

A few weeks ago, I did a live podcast with my friend Greg Scheinman and his 100+ Midlife Male community. The article went live this past Sunday—give it a read if you’ve got 5 minutes.

Remember Let’s Talk About Sex by Salt-N-Pepa? Classic. But it’s 2025—and that song won’t cut it. If you actually want to talk about sex (and get something real in your inbox each week), I suggest signing up for Liberation Letters by Kelsey Kitsch. Guys, step up your game. Time to deepen your understanding of both the masculine and feminine. They need to work in concert.

As always, grateful to have you here—on the start line. Let’s keep choosing the raw, the real, and the uncomfortable path. Because what people want—what they need—is you.

Your character. Your presence. Your truth.
In real life, real situations.

Catch you on the Start Line,
— Matty