Welcome back to another episode of Arnold's Pump Club.

You might have noticed that we took a break for a few days.

While I love greeting you every day, we took pause to support Adam Boenstein,

who helps me with this podcast in our daily newsletter. Adam's father has been battling

brain cancer and wanted him to focus on him during his final weeks and days.

This village is about more than fitness. It's a real community of people lifting each other up

and I'm always blown away when I see how you support each other.

Today, I want to give my normal platform to Adam. I was lucky enough to meet his dad and know

he is so proud of him. These are Adam's words and this is what he learned by watching his father

fight for his life. I looked at my dad then down at my phone 10 32 pm July 21st. My dad was gone.

On Friday night, I watched my father my superman take his final breath. It was a moment of peace for

a man at war for three years. My dad was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer, glioblastoma in 2020.

Some doctors told him he had six months to live at best. They gave him all the grim stats,

told him how his body would shut down and plotted a future hell on earth. At 65 years old,

my dad was given a death sentence but a funny thing happened. My dad heard all the negativity

and he chose not to listen. Instead of waiting for death, my dad leaned into optimism and in the

face of the worst news possible, he got busy living. He had brain surgery and did chemo and

radiation. After treatments, he would lift weights or walk for miles. He adjusted his diet and my mom

became his personal chef, making everything from scratch. My dad was a man on a mission and the

prize he chased wasn't just time. It was quality of life and making the most of every day.

Instead of preparing for the end, he traveled the world, climbed mountains and skied down them,

swam in oceans and even did acro yoga. If you knew my dad, you'd know that man doesn't do

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