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Peter Gourri Coaching and Consulting LLC, New York, NY (2026)

06/02/2026

It is June 1st.

Six months from today, 2026 will soon be coming to a close.

That statement will create two reactions.

Some people will think, "Where has the year gone?"

Others will think, "What can I still achieve?"

When I work with coaching clients, I encourage them to think 25 years ahead and then work backward.

What do you want your life, career, business, relationships, health, finances, and legacy to look like in 2051?

Then work backward.

Ten years.

Five years.

One year.

Six months.

One month.

Today, we have six months remaining in this calendar year.

Between now and December, there will be holidays, vacations, family commitments, long weekends, unexpected challenges, celebrations, and distractions. Life will happen, as it always does.

The question is this:

What do you want to be true by the end of the year?

Before you answer, take stock of the resources already available to you.

Who do you know?

What skills do you possess?

What experience have you gained?

What qualifications, knowledge, tools, networks, and opportunities are already within your reach?

What support do you need?

Too often, we focus on what we lack and overlook what we already have.

The most successful people I know are not necessarily the most talented. They are often the people who make the best use of the resources available to them.

So today, pause for a few minutes.

Look ahead.

Look back.

Take inventory.

Create a plan.

Then take the next step.

The future is built one intentional decision at a time.

What is one thing you want to accomplish before December 31st, 2026? And Repeat!

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05/29/2026

There is something quietly extraordinary about being able to say, “My pain is about a one,” after five years of living with chronic pain.

Yesterday was my follow up appointment after surgery, and for the first time in years I walked into a neurosurgery clinic without a walking stick, without a back brace, and without that familiar dread of what moving might feel like.

Just me, myself, and of course my AI expert Kellie Bradley of Bytekraft, who continues to be an absolute rock throughout this adventure.

The irony is that on the drive to Chapel Hill, I was complaining that I felt like I had done ten rounds with Mike Tyson because my stomach muscles were aching so much. Kellie very gently pointed out that the reason was probably because I am standing upright properly again. After years of compensating for pain, muscles that have been largely on holiday are suddenly being called back into service.

Apparently, recovery has a sense of humour.

The appointment itself could not have gone much better. The team at UNC Neurosurgery and Medtronic reviewed everything, reprogrammed the stimulator, took X rays, and confirmed that the leads and battery pack are exactly where they should be.

The official verdict was around 90% improvement in my pain levels.

Ninety percent.

If you have lived with chronic pain, you will understand just how astonishing that number feels.

The team were pleased with my progress. The wounds are healing well. My strength is good. The stimulator is doing exactly what it is supposed to do. I am now recharging my bionic bits every couple of days and learning how to get the best from the various settings. It feels slightly like being issued with a new operating system.

There is still a strange emotional adjustment taking place. After five years of pain following the accident on March 31st, 2021, part of me keeps waiting for the pain to come back. I still catch myself bracing before I stand up or move.

And then nothing happens.

That takes some getting used to.

I am still under strict instructions for the next four weeks. Very light lifting. Gentle walking. No swimming yet. No gym. No pretending I am twenty five years old. In short, I have been told not to behave like an overexcited Labrador that has just been let off the lead.

That may prove to be the most challenging part of the entire recovery process.

What strikes me most is that for the first time in years I am thinking about possibilities rather than limitations. Hiking. Swimming. Travelling. Exploring. Living.

The estimated cost of all this care, surgery, equipment, imaging and support is somewhere around $215,946. It is an eye watering figure. Yet if it gives me my life back, I can honestly say it was worth every penny.

Thank God for modern medicine. Thank God for insurance. Thank God for talented surgeons, nurses, therapists, engineers, and all the people who make this kind of care possible.

Most of all, thank God for hope.

Because after five years of pain, hope feels pretty wonderful.
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05/27/2026

One of the interesting things about leadership, life, and recovery is that eventually all of us discover the same uncomfortable truth.

Even the people who are used to solving problems, carrying responsibility, helping others, and pushing through difficulty sometimes have to learn how to receive support themselves.

That has probably been one of the biggest lessons for me over the past couple of weeks.

As many of you know, I recently underwent surgery to implant a spinal stimulator. Recovery is going well and, remarkably, for the first time in years, I am not experiencing the same deep spinal pain that has shaped so much of daily life.

That said, recovery remains humbling.

I cannot bend properly yet, cannot lift more than about five pounds, and every evening I now quite literally “recharge myself” using a Medtronic battery pack attached over the implanted unit in my back. It all feels slightly absurd, faintly science fiction, and oddly symbolic at the same time.

As an executive coach, former lawyer, and somebody who has always valued resilience, independence, and self reliance, this experience has been a powerful reminder that strength is not just about endurance.

Real strength is also about community.
About vulnerability.
About allowing good people to help you when you need it.

My fellow Rotarians at the Rotary Club of Raleigh sent me a cuddly monkey to keep me company, a plant because they know I enjoy growing things, and cookies which I am assured are essential to the healing process.

My dear friends Kellie Bradley and Mike Bender sent me home with homemade Maryland burgers which were magnificent.

And members of my church community organised a food train, including bangers and mash with peas because Kay and Stan Kurling researched British comfort food for me.

That level of kindness and thoughtfulness genuinely means more than I can adequately express.

In my coaching work, I often speak with leaders, lawyers, executives, and business owners about the importance of support systems, sustainable leadership, and not trying to carry the entire weight of the world alone.

It is one thing to understand those ideas intellectually.
It is another thing entirely to experience them personally.

This experience has reminded me that although the world often feels noisy, cynical, and divided, most people are still fundamentally kind, decent human beings.

And frankly, that is worth remembering.

For now, recovery continues one careful step at a time. But I am hopeful and excited for the future. I’m especially looking forward to getting back outdoors properly again in the months ahead. Hiking, backpacking, kayaking, canoeing, and hopefully paddleboarding too.

The outdoors has always reminded me that progress is rarely about speed. It is about rhythm, patience, preparation, and continuing forward even when the terrain changes unexpectedly.

Life, leadership, and recovery are probably not so different after all.

Remember kindness.
Remember the good people.

05/26/2026

Born and raised in North London, not far from Highbury itself, Arsenal was never really a choice for me. It was part of the air I breathed growing up. I went to school beside the ground, spent my early life in the shadow of Arsenal, and like many long suffering supporters, I learned very early that football can teach you a great deal about patience, loyalty, disappointment, hope, and resilience.

One of my earliest memories remains crystal clear.

In 1979, after Arsenal won the FA Cup in that extraordinary final against Manchester United, I was taken to Islington Town Hall to see the team. As a little boy standing there in awe, I met legends including Pat Jennings, who very kindly lifted me up so I could see the FA Cup properly up close.

That moment stayed with me.

Not because of celebrity or glamour, but because football, especially when you grow up around it, becomes woven into memory, identity, family, community, and belonging.

People see success and think it arrived overnight. It never does.

It has taken Arsenal 22 years to get back to the summit of European football. Twenty two years of near misses, rebuilding, criticism, false dawns, financial constraints, injuries, managerial changes, heartbreak, and endless “next year” conversations.

Yes, having supporters like Anne Hathaway probably helped enormously, obviously…

But the reality is much less glamorous and much more important.

Success, whether in football, business, leadership, relationships, or life, usually comes from strategy, consistency, culture, hard conversations, persistence, and the willingness to keep going through the breakdowns long enough to reach the breakthroughs.

Football mirrors life rather beautifully sometimes.

You do not build a winning side in a single season.
You do not rebuild confidence overnight.
You do not create trust instantly.
And you certainly do not achieve meaningful success without setbacks along the way.

For those of us who stayed loyal through the difficult years, I suspect Arsenal supporters may become utterly insufferable this coming year.

And honestly?

We’ve earned it. 🔴⚪

05/16/2026

Recovering from spinal surgery has been a strange mixture of pain, gratitude, exhaustion, morphine-induced optimism, and discovering that apparently I now qualify as partially electronic equipment.

Today was a tougher day. The hospital medications are very clearly wearing off, and I am definitely feeling the reality of having had a laminectomy, wires inserted into my spine, and a battery pack implanted into my body. There is quite a lot of pain today, if I am being honest.

So when Mike suddenly said, “Pete, you’ve got a delivery,” I genuinely wasn’t expecting this beautiful fruit arrangement waiting for me.

It was incredibly thoughtful and honestly rather emotional to receive.

I’m currently convalescing with my dear friends Kellie L. Bradley and Mike of BBMikel, who have both been absolute rocks throughout this process. Between helping me move around like a confused elderly cyborg and making sure I don’t accidentally overdo things, they’ve been amazing.

The fruit arrangement was sent by two genuinely lovely women from our networking community, Leads One Raleigh.

Susan Beavers of Insurance with the Beavers and Michelle Doeffinger of Triangle Social Media.

Susan helped me at one of the most stressful periods of my life after I lost my health insurance without notice following a relationship breakdown. I remember calling her in a panic asking if she could help. Within about ten minutes she had sorted the situation and immediately reduced a huge amount of stress and uncertainty.

Michelle, who is a retired Navy corpsman, is one of those deeply kind people who quietly puts everybody else first. She's also a brilliant marketer.

And between the two of them? They laugh constantly. Honestly, they cackle like two delighted hens who have somehow escaped supervision and are determined to enjoy every second of life.

What this reminded me today is that business is never just about business.

It is about relationships.
It is about community.
It is about kindness.
It is about people showing up for each other when life gets difficult.

I also understand from Kellie that receiving mail at somebody else’s house apparently now gives me squatter’s rights.

I am not entirely certain whether this means Kellie will continue cooking for me indefinitely, but at this stage I feel it would be irresponsible not to explore my legal options.

Frankly, I think the only sensible course of action now is to empty my apartment, move my belongings in here, and fully commit to my new life as a partially cybernetic house guest.

For the avoidance of doubt, before North Carolina property lawyers start twitching, this is entirely said in jest.

Thank you, Susan Beavers
Thank you, Michelle Doeffinger
Thank you, Kellie L. Bradley of byteKraft workshops and Mike.

BBMikel:
https://www.bbmikel.com/about-us

Triangle Social Media:
https://trianglesocialmedia.com/

Insurance with the Beavers:
https://www.insurancewiththebeaves.com/

05/14/2026

Well, today is the day.

In a few hours, I’ll be undergoing spinal surgery to implant a spinal cord stimulator after a successful trial a couple of weeks ago.

Apparently this involves a laminectomy, implanting electrodes into my spine, and inserting a battery pack into me. Which honestly sounds less like modern medicine and more like I’m being turned into one of Samuel L. Jackson’s unfortunate “upgraded” humans from Kingsman: The Secret Service. If I emerge speaking with a villainous lisp and attempting world domination, somebody please intervene. 😬😂

Humour aside, after five years of chronic pain following a truck driver slamming into the back of the Uber in which I was a passenger, I’ve reached the point where the fear of staying the same outweighs the fear of surgery.

During the stimulator trial, I briefly got my life back. No walking stick. No back brace. Standing taller. Smiling more. Feeling present again.

Hope returned.

Then the trial ended and the pain came back.

A friend described it using the “frog in the water” analogy. If the temperature rises slowly enough, the frog adapts and stops noticing how bad things have become. But once it experiences relief again, the contrast becomes impossible to ignore.

That was me.

For the first time in years, I found myself sobbing one night from exhaustion and pain. Honestly, it surprised me. I have a very high pain threshold and, frankly, British people are generally trained to just keep buggering on.

But through all of this, the kindness people have shown me has been extraordinary.

So now we move forward.

No guarantees. Recovery will take time. But for the first time in years, there is genuine hope.

And hope matters. 👊👊👊

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05/12/2026

Not everyone needs this.

But if you’re in one of these roles…You probably do.
- You’re responsible for content, but everything still needs extensive edits
- You’re leading proposals, but the process feels heavier than it should
- You’re using AI, but the output isn’t consistent
- You’re getting “something”… but not something you can actually use

So you try another tool.

Or another prompt.

Or start over entirely.

And somehow…
it still feels harder than it should be.

That’s the signal.

Not that AI doesn’t work.
That something in the process is off.

Most of the time, it’s not the tool.
It’s what happens before the work even starts.
- Clarity.
- Direction.
- Alignment.
If those aren’t there…
Nothing downstream gets easier.

If you’ve hit that wall…
This is the pattern I see…and exactly why I teach this.

05/08/2026

Well… I guess this one is partly my own fault. I tempted fate.

Last Friday, after they removed the wires from my spinal stimulator trial, I was buzzing. For the first time in five years, I was living without chronic pain. I felt optimistic, confident, and honestly a little cocky.

I even told my friends Kellie L. Bradley and Mike that I felt so good I’d go home instead of staying over.

And honestly?

I felt GREAT.

Saturday came and there was still no pain.

By Sunday, tiny sensations were creeping back in, but nothing major. People at church commented that I looked taller, happier, more relaxed, and that I was smiling more without realising it.

Then Monday arrived.

I developed an allergic reaction to the surgical adhesive holding the external battery pack and wires in place. My back became inflamed, itchy, blotchy, and incredibly uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, underneath all of that, the pain was quietly returning.

By Wednesday it hit hard.

The nausea.
The burning pain.
The grinding in my lower back.
The exhaustion.

And after one week without pain, I suddenly realised just how brutal the last five years have actually been.

For one brief week…

I slept properly.
I stood properly.
I smiled naturally.
I felt hopeful.
I felt like ME again.

By Thursday morning, even sitting at breakfast with friends hurt badly. Later, sitting on a tall chair during a business coffee became almost unbearable.

By the time I got home, all I wanted to do was curl up in bed and disappear.

But clients still needed me, so I pushed through my calls and kept going.

The good news is my permanent surgery is now scheduled for seven days from now.

And whilst I’m terrified about having a spinal stimulator implanted permanently, I’m also hopeful for the first time in years.

Because for one brief week, I got to meet the version of myself before chronic pain took over my life.

And honestly?

I’d quite like him back.

04/30/2026

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Should we pursue
Do we truly fit
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• Rewrite cycles decrease
• Win positioning improves

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04/25/2026

A more personal post than usual. Feeling incredibly grateful today.

Five years on from the accident, I’ve had the first stage of surgery and it went well. More complex than expected, but the team are positive and I am hopeful this is the start of real progress.

I also had a moment I did not expect. Knowing people were praying for me brought a real sense of peace, and for the first time I truly felt the presence of our Lord Jesus. That meant more than I can explain.

Huge thanks to Kellie L. Bradley and Mike for taking care of me and making sure I am not going anywhere while I recover.

The day also had its comedy.

Hours in a waiting room with loud music, speakerphone conversations everywhere, a fire alarm, bagpipes on someone’s phone, and even a bit of Russian music thrown in. All while running on no food, no water, and no pain meds.

At that point, pre op felt like the quiet place.

Every cloud has a comedic lining.

Also, I was given a rather excellent red hat, which I had to share.

Thank you to everyone who has supported me. Truly appreciated.

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