I turn 40 this year. That’s the official halfway mark, if I’m lucky. And I’ve been thinking a lot about aging. Not in a fearful way. Not in a crisis way. Just in an honest way. Because lately, I’ve noticed something: Recovery is no longer optional. Between training hard, coaching athletes, running a business, being a husband and dad, and trying to still “play” the way I used to — my body talks back more than it did at 25. I wake up stiff. My hips need attention. My back needs