75 Hard is Over.

Well… I didn’t finish 75 Hard.

Let me rephrase that—I finished the 75 days, but technically, I failed. Day 56 hit me with a stomach bug so gnarly I couldn’t stray more than five feet from the facilities (if you know what I mean). I was bed-ridden, completely wrecked, and for the first time in the challenge, I didn’t get my workouts in. And just like that, game over.

It’s been tough to swallow, especially because I was in a groove. I truly felt like I was going to dominate this thing. I had the momentum, the rhythm, and the mindset. But life had other plans. And as sick as it sounds—I’m kinda glad it played out this way.

Failing gave me something new: another reason to go back. A fresh opportunity to stretch, grind, and grow.

Because isn’t that the point of this challenge anyway? You want it to be hard. You want it to push you to the edge. To create habits, discipline, and standards that feel slightly out of reach. That’s where the growth is.

This was my second run at 75 Hard. The first time, I completed everything… except the daily progress pictures. I’ll be honest—I left that part out because I thought it was silly and didn’t want to clog up my phone storage. But this time, I included them, and I’m really glad I did. You don’t always see the changes day to day. But when you look back at Week 1 vs Week 6? It hits differently.

Even though I technically failed, I stuck with the routine for the rest of the 75 days. I didn’t quit. And I’ve already decided—I’ll be doing 75 Hard at least once every year. It’s the best way I’ve found to reset, refocus, and lock into a legit regiment.

So, how about you?
Ever tried it?
If you finished—respect.
If you failed—good. Go again.
And if you haven’t tried it at all… I dare you.

There’s a reason they call it 75 Hard.