three years of teeth Macro Tracking gnashing away at the squat rack, drowning myself with water so copious and rich, floating a damn camel, and starring at a mirror that didn’t even deign to return the favor. The reflection stares back, doughy, boring, and softer. And it was a special kind of hell. I wasn’t…
It hits you at 3 PM. Sugar That familiar, dragging weight behind the eyes. The brain fog that is more a short circuit than an issue of tiredness. Until recently, my answer was always immediate – reach for a glazed donut, a can of Coke, whatever I could do to jolt my blood sugar, turn…
I pretty much lived most of my twenties treating my stomach like a cheap dumpster: 2 a.m. gas station burritos, stale coffee on a prayer, and an amount of processed corn syrup that would have been enough to mummify a pharaoh. I used to roll my eyes in scorn whenever people went on about “gut…
I used to open my banking app and feel a physical knot tighten in my chest Peasant Food. I was trying to eat “clean,” but the grocery store felt less like a market and more like a shakedown. I’d scroll past Instagram influencers dumping twelve dollars worth of dragon fruit into a Vitamix and think,…
“I Thought I Was Going To Die. Seriously.(Intermittent Fasting)” I know, I know, the first time I ever tried to go on a diet by not eating breakfast, my stomach was growling with the roar of a whale that was dying in a library, and I was sweating, I was angry, and I was sure…
Beginner’s Guide to Health I stood in front of the bottles of supplements, looking at how much this ashwagandha supplement cost, the same amount my weekly grocery bills. So, so stupid. Some influencer is all about kale, the nectar of the gods, and another one about the supposed toxicity in the oxalate content in spinach….
The wall doesn’t just materialize Burnout Trap. I crash into it at eighty miles an hour while sitting motionless in my ergonomic office chair. It wasn’t some dramatic film moment. I didn’t overturn a table. I didn’t yell. I just looked at the email from the client—a benign request to sync on Tuesday—and watched as…
“The light changes around 4:00 PM. That’s when it hits Weekend.” It’s not an intellectual process. It’s a physical sensation. The sun is still out, you know you have six hours left, but your stomach sinks. This, as I like to call, “The Sunday Scaries.” This feels like you’re waiting for a subpoena. I used…
I have a screaming alarm clock at 6:30 (Morning Routine). My eyes aren’t even open, and my chest is already constricted. It’s a physical sensation. Even before my feet touch the cold wood floor, I’ve written and rewritten three versions of the apologiae via email and determined that I can catch the 8:15 train if…
The Science of Sleep world where people are always feeling tired. We need coffee to wake up we scroll through our phones to relax. We use alarm clocks to get out of bed when our bodies do not feel like getting up yet. If you feel tired in the morning but feel restless and tired…